Your P.O.V
When we finished eating breakfast, I jogged back upstairs into the bathroom. I shut the door and started the water, stripping myself of my pajamas. I stepped into the shower, the warm water cascading past my shoulders and down my back. I cleaned up quickly, wrapping myself into a soft towel. I looked out of the bathroom door, looking to make sure the coast is clear. I bolted into the room, sighing in relief as I closed the door. I didn't notice that Tord was sitting on my bed as I walked to the closet.
"You look really good like that, maybe that's all you should wear today." I whipped around, finding a smirking Tord. I growled and grabbed him by the shirt, "You pervert!" I dragged him to the door. "Can I at least watch you change?" He asked. "No!" I slammed the door, eyes squeezed shut and blushing like crazy. I sighed as I took off the towel, partially drying my hair and my body. I grabbed my deodorant off of the desk top, making myself feel cleaner than ever. I opened my underwear drawer. Clouds, bows, stars... ha! (F/C) lacy panties! I slipped them on, feeling super cute.
I pulled on long socks and short shorts, pulling on an undershirt and a hoodie. I wrapped my arms around myself, feeling super cozy. I went to open the door only to see that Tord was already standing in the doorway. I blushed furiously, sighing in defeat as I motioned for him to come back inside. He stepped inside, sheepishly smiling, a small blush on his cheeks.
"Go shower ya stinky," I said. He laughed and wrapped his arms around me. "You should have waited to shower, I could've showered with you," Tord nuzzled my neck. I grabbed him and threw him onto the bed, climbing on top of him. He blushed, "(F/N)... what are you-?" I cut him off by grabbing his sides, digging my fingers into his soft skin. He let out a loud laugh, kicking and squirming like a kid. I giggled and wrapped my arms around him. This laugh was different than usual, this one was vulnerable and adorable, not cocky and arrogant. I loved it.
"Sorry not sorry," I giggled, "I wanted to see if you were ticklish." Tord crossed his arms, but then smiled evilly as he pinned me under him. I grabbed my sides, ready to feel the suffering of extreme laughter, but it never came. Instead I felt a pair of lips on mine, I melted into the kiss. I wrapped my arms around him and hummed in delight. I soon felt my sides being attacked, I squealed loudly, accidentally kicking Tord off of the bed. He landed with a loud thud.
"Holy shit Tord! I'm so sorry!" I giggled, still feeling my sides tingle. He rubbed the back of his neck, smiling at me. I crawled off the bed, helping him back onto his feet with a strong arm. He was a little shocked at my strength, but then brought me into a warm hug.
"Let's go do something today," he said, "I don't think I've taken you on a proper date yet."
