𝚄𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊 (𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚘𝚗 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟽

          I got to William's living room, him still tugging my arm. I sat down on the weird, geometric, orange couch and gave Will a weird look. He looked back at me and sat down on the couch, cross legged. He took my hand and pulled me onto his lap, rubbing his nose against mine.
          "That's an awfully weird couch," I said, "I also think this is a weird way to sit on a couch, but I like it." I planted a kiss on his cheek.
          "It's not my fault my family picks out weird couches, dad's an architect and mom's an engineer. They like modern, weird things." He sighed,
          "Woah," I gasped, "I didn't know your mom was an engineer, that's so cool." William shrugged.
          "I mean, I suppose so. Not many women are able to get jobs like that..." He looked... sad? "Well, it's fine. She did, and she's doing quite well for herself. I just have big shoes to fill, so to speak."
           "There's a lot of injustice in the world, Will. It'll work itself out one day, I'm sure of it." I patted his back, reassuringly.
            He kicked his feet on the gray rug below his feet I heard a 'clank' come from underneath the couch. He had accidentally kicked something. All of a sudden, a glass bottle rolled out from under the couch.
           "Is that... bourbon?" I asked. He quickly shoved the bottle back underneath the couch.
            "Is that... you being surprised that I drink in moderation?" He looked back at me, jokingly, "It's not like I drink every day, I just developed a taste for it." He pulled the bottle back out, "Care to try any?" He handed me the bottle.
           "Uh... I suppose I'm nearly 18, anyways." I began taking the lid off.
           "Oh, there's no pressure. I'm not trying to get you drunk, I never even get myself drunk. I just think it would be funny to see your reaction." He laughed.
           "Oh yeah, I understand, but now I'm curious." I took a tiny sip of the dark liquid, "YUCK!" I exclaimed, "This has to be the worst thing I have ever tasted in my life! How do you drink this?" I handed the bottle back to William who took a sip, not even phased by the hellish liquid.
          "Just as I expected- you hated it, and your reaction to hating it was adorable." He placed his hand on top of mine and laughed, "It's an acquired taste, dear." He screwed the lid back on and put it back under the weird couch.
          "Ugh, why'd you let me do that? It burns." I stretched my arms out dramatically and fell face first into William's lap.
          "Woah, slow down there!" He laughed and patted my head, "I don't think that's appropriate."
          "Oh no, I don't think that's appropriate!" I looked up at him, only to mock him, and aggressively put my face back into his lap. William coughed and cleared his throat.
           "Weren't we going to see what's on TV?" He asked, his voice was strained. I wasn't sure if he knew I was teasing him, so I tugged on his shirt.
           "What if I don't wanna?" I pouted, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes, my hands still grabbing his shirt. "I just want to learn more about you, talk to you, be close to you."
           "I, uh-" William was clearly flustered, not knowing how to respond, "I can teach you more about my robots, maybe show you how they operate." I sat up, surprised, but not disappointed by the sudden change of tone.
           "Really? I'd love to see." I paused, "Last one there is a rotten egg!" I got up and immediately began running to his room, William jumped up quickly and followed close behind.
            "Y/n you dork!" He laughed and grabbed my hand, pulling me back. I flung open the door, stepped into his room, and flopped down on his bed. He laid down facing me and took my hand, "You're going to make me fall in love with you if you keep acting so interested in my endeavors."
"Well, I am interested. What does that mean?" I smiled and pulled him closer to me. He pulled me even closer and whispered in my ear.
"Well... I think it means that I love you." He leaned in smiled, our noses touched for a fleeting moment before he kissed me, to which I blushed... heavily. I assumed that maybe we wouldn't be talking about robots tonight...