"Do you ever shut up?" He groaned as I droned on about my love for space, writing and basically anything I could to annoy him.
I smirked. "Only when I have something in my mouth." I joked.
His eyes widened and his eyebrows raised. "Well then." He muttered to himself.
I laughed and rolled my eyes. "Chill your dick, I'm joking."
He chuckled and looked over at me with amusement evident in his eyes. "Chill my dick?" A smirk was plastered on his face.
I nodded. "Yes. Anyways!" I quickly changed the topic. I turned my body towards him. "What are we doing today?" I asked him, a giddy smile on my face.
I love spending time with him. Even though I was locked up in a room, he never failed to entertain me.
He put his hand on his chin and rubbed the stubble as he thought.
I took this time to admire his features. There was no denying that he was attractive, at least to me, and the little things he did like rubbing his growing beard only made him hotter.
My eyes traced over his face, memorizing where each freckle was. My eyes dropped to his lips, just for a moment. They just look so soft. I wonder what they would feel like against mi- No. I'm not going there. I quickly snap my eyes back up to his, telling my brain to fuck off in the process.
He looked back over to me, dropping his hand back into his lap. "What do you want to do?" He asked, his face emotionless once again.
I hate when he does that! I'm his friend, he could be a little more open with me for pete's sake!
An idea popped into my head making me gasp. "Can we build a fort?! Please?!" I questioned enthusiastically.
His eyes widened and he hesitated. "I don't know..."
I pouted and grabbed his arm. "Please, please, please?" I begged, pulling out my best puppy dog eyes.
He groaned and ran a hand over his face. "If it gets you to shut up then fine."
I jumped up and grabbed his cheeks making him look at me. "Thank you!" I kissed the tip of his nose and pushed him away. His eyes widened in surprise before his face went emotionless once again. I got off the couch and began gathering up the blankets that we had in here.
He stayed seated on the couch, his face and body still as he watched me build the blanket fort.
I turned towards him and put my hands on my hips. "Are you just going to sit there and enjoy the show or are you going to help me?" I questioned, fanning myself of the sweat that I worked up.
His eyebrow arched and he laid his arms out across the top of the couch. "I don't know, I'm really enjoying the show." A smirk played at his lips as he watched me with amused eyes.
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Behind Closed Doors
Mystery / ThrillerI never thought my life would be like this; trapped in a dark room and scared for my life. A blindfold was wrapped around my head, covering my eyes, making me completely blind and on high alert. My breathing was ragged and I could smell the mold tha...