/ * hypnotized

anya walked through the room with confidence in her steps, her gaze scanning every person that it made contact with and her face showed clearly what she was feeling for each one, never being one to hide how she feels to anyone. when her she finally finds her group of close friends her face brightens up and her pace quickens, soon enough greeting each of them with a hug.

as she turns to hug her friend her eyes land on noah and she can’t help but to roll them, not knowing he would be there but not surprised, after all if she said the tight red dress she had put on wasn’t for the case that he would be there she would be lying. any change anya had to make the other’s life just a tiny bit harder she would take with pleasure.

reaching the end of the line of people, she got to noah her gaze travelling up to meet his as she stood in front of him and with no further acknowledgment she sat down next to his spot, against her better judgment but unfortunately the only sit available for her. she engaged in the conversation with the group for a few minutes before tuning them out and turning to look at the male next to her “i didn’t know you would be here, would have reconsidered my appearance if i had.” she shrugged casually.

he quickly turns away from looking at her — not trusting himself for more than three second glances and little intervals. ( he knows if he did, he likely wouldn’t ever stop looking at her. in a way, matty wonders when his… attraction and crush developed into something more. something tangible that follows him around all the time. ) it likely means he probably needs to take a step back. spend a little less time at their house, around her; where he can smell her perfume coming from a mile away, where she can’t sneak up on him like this. 

but if the alternative is less time around sophia, well. that’s not a deal matty’s all too sure he’s willing to make.

“…kinky.” matty drawled, brow raised slightly. “no idea you had it in you, soph.” he was clearly teasing, the lilt to his voice giving him away — but still. he couldn’t help but poke at her; couldn’t help but rile her up. she looked cute when it happened; brows kinda furrowed, blush high in her cheeks. a moment later, he shoved that thought right down — thinking of her as cute was a lesson in torture. “it’s late, though. what are you doing up?”

she moves slowly towards the island, she keeps track of his movements on the corner of her eyes, her attention always drawn to him when they were in the same room as each other making it hard for her to keep her feelings to herself. sophia reaches for the jar that she was planning on reaching since she got to the kitchen, taking a cookie and jumping on top of the island counter to eat the chocolate chip off of the cookie first.

the blonde still watches matty while mindlessly eating, at his words an eyebrow arches trying to look casual, although she feels the redness rushing to her cheeks, “oh you don’t know half of it.” she says playfully but regretting the words as soon as they leave her mouth, she avert her gaze from him and brings a hand to her face, why would she even think about saying such a thing to the other she didn’t know. 

sophia takes a bite out of her cookie her shoulders shrugging at his inquire “i’m always up late, i enjoy being the only one up in the house. it’s quite peaceful.” she smiles up at matty “why are you up? would have thought you would be past out at this point, at least from what i heard you boys burned a lot of energy.”