Chapter Three: Helping The Broken Snake Boy

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Purple's P.O.V

It has been a year since I helped Snake, he tried living on his own, but he was too nervous to sleep or eat and he also knew almost nothing about food, so he's now living with me. Over the year I've started to notice more and more on how cute the little thing he does is, but we are only friends. Right? My friend Scarlett told me I like, like him but it could make things really awkward if i do right?

Sitting on my bed relaxing I start thinking about how cute he is when he gets excited about everything and how cute his smile is, how his lips are so....Before I could finish that thought I was interrupted by a bang from the kitchen, jumping up I rush to the kitchen, expecting to see someone attacking but is only greeted by the most adorable thing ever.

Snake sitting on the floor with pancake mix all over him with the most in his hair with the bowl also on top of his head, seeing his eyes that are apologizing over and over again as if saying, 'I'm sorry..... I didn't mean to...' melted my heart making the slight annoyance from the mess disappear from my mind almost instantly.

"What were you trying to do?" smiling and joking. "Wash your hair with pancake mix?" laughing a bit I walk over to him and lift the bowl off his head and set it on the counter. He gives me a small smile that could make a murderer fan-girl and and make my heart light up with how cute he is, with red cheeks he says "I-I was tr-trying to make y-you a-a thank yo-you supper. I do-n't think i-it was v-ve-ery thankful th-th-ough"

"You didn't need to say thank you, I was only trying to help the cutest guy I've ever seen." Seeing he's trying to hide his bright red checks I laugh a bit and smiles at him.

"T-thhank yo-y-you Purple, y-y-your th-e best....." his voice shy but he give me a tight hug getting some pancake mix on me, not really caring I hug back.

"Go take a shower..... And make sure to wash your hair well, need to get that pancake mix out...." Chuckling as he went to go get in the shower to wash up. While I was cleaning up the mess and making pancakes I hear Snake come out of the bathroom. Turning I see his in just a towel around his waist. I blush brightly surprised, almost dropping the plate, my mind drifts into bad thoughts as my eyes wonder his body shamelessly.

'I wonder if he will be mad at me if I 'Accidently' pull that towel off this body and......' His voice cutting me out of my thoughts. With a worried tone, "Purple, are you okay?" blinking i see his worried face and realize what i have been doing.

Snake's P.O.V

I was thinking about how Purple helped me so much and how he saved me from death when he found me in that alley. He acts so nice and caring towards me.

'I know! I will make him a special supper! I will make him pancakes!' Jumping up and go to the kitchen and finds the stuff I need to make them, I start mixing the batter, when I turn to turn the burner on, I trip over my own feet making a huge thud, finding myself covered in batter and looking scared that Purple will be mad.

'Will Purple get mad at me for this?....... Will he yell at me?'

Looking up I see him standing in the doorway looking shocked, then a slow soft smile come to his face. After explaining to him why, he told me to go get cleaned up as he helped me get up, walking to the bathroom I jump in the shower enjoying the heat and relaxing effect it has. After a few minutes I climb out and was getting dried off when I realize I

didn't do any laundry so I had no clean clothes.

'Oh no..... I have to go to the kitchen and ask Purple to borrow some clothes.' Opening the door I slowly walk to the kitchen and enter, seeing Purple's back to me. Watching him turn around and stop in his tracks almost dropping the plate.

"I'm s-sorry..... I f-forgot to d-do laundry l-last week..... c-can I-I borrow s-some clothes? p-please......." Waiting for an answer I realize he's only looking at me with this weird look.

"Purple? Are you okay?" Worry in my voice.   

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