╳ I WON'T STOP;;

“I don’t see a mouse.” The boy gazed behind the couch, furrowing his brows as he found absolutely nothing. “Are you sure that’s what you saw?”

Half way through a bottle of wine, Hunter had no idea how they began, but they ended up slow dancing in the middle of her bedroom, tipsy and laughing their asses off. He had that sweet little smile dancing across his lips as his star-gazing eyes stared down at her. These were the times he’d never forget--- as college passed and he became what most consider a true adult, he’d remember this time. Clumbsy feet and all. He kept a grip on her waist, pulling her flush against him as they swayed to the music she had playing. “God, you’re so beautiful.”

“Well, it’s basically anything you want to do. But I have a surprise for later--- So, anything you want, we’ll do. Movies, wrestling, jam session, I’m up for anything.” He grinned at her. He wanted this night to be about her, to keep her mind off of the things going on outside, and even in the house.

“I suppose so. “ He smiled, finishing off his burger and leaning back, rubbing his tummy teasingly. “Good, I was just making sure--- Of course I do. I wouldn’t miss out on it for the life of me.”

Water cascaded over the boy as he hummed a tune, shampoo washing away from his brunette locks. He didn’t hear the curtain sliding open, but as a gust of cold air whipped around him, Hunter’s eyes snapped open. He whirled around, eyes landing on the girl. “M--Maggie?” It dawned on him that he was, in fact, currently naked. And as he looked at her, he realized that she was, too. “U---Uh... is... is this a normal thing? I--I mean, not that I don’t---- don’t like it, I just... I didn’t know----” He quickly shut his mouth, his babbling putting him off. With red cheeks he just nodded, taking a moment to breathe before picking up the shampoo bottle, holding it out suggestively. “Might as well...”

“Oh wow--- Look, something else I didn’t know about great old Cali. You’d think I’d know that by now since I’ve been living here for seven years, right?” He laughed, looking down with a slight blush. “A little wha--- Oh, thanks. I’m a bit messy.”  His teeth peeked out from behind his lips. “We sure will, if you still want to go.”

The boy was nearly half way finished with his burger by now, a bit of the ketchup smeared on his chin. “Well, I’m sure there was fun in that--- Oh really? Which state?” He questioned, eyes furrowing. “And don’t forget, we still need to go on that road trip. You’ll see plenty of the country then.”

He stole a fry from her bundle, sticking out his tongue before gobbling it down. “It was, kinda, but I had the horses to keep me company.” He smiled a bit, reassuring her. His childhood wasn’t so bad. “I did, a lot. But I always wondered what it was like to live in the city.... What about you?”

Hunter saw the girl’ eyes dilate in lust as she was staring at the pile, knowing full well something in it had caught her eye. She was going to have first pick anyways. “It was.” He nodded, taking a bite of hiw own burger, savoring th taste for a moment. “Yeah, usually, unless the neighbors a few miles down wanted to come and help.” He shrugged. “I lived out in the country, so there was usually no one for miles, and no siblings, so... just me and my house of sheets.” He chuckled.

“Wellllll... I have some oreos and ice cream, as well as a couple zebra cakes. And a few other things.” He gestured suggestively to the pile of junk foods in the corner. His eyes stayed glued to the beautiful creature in front of him, though, as she looked around. “Well, when I had more time, yeah. They’d look like futuristic houses, if I do say so myself.”

He giggled, plopping down across from her in the tent. His eyes roamed around as well, landing on his snacks. “Well, I have some snacks for us, too, for afterwards. “ He sent her a smile. “Nice, you know just what a guy wants--- Thanks, I kinda worked a bit on it, I used to make these a lot when I was a kid.”

Suddenly, his fact lit up with a grin. He felt her lips against his cheek, and instantly, he returned the gesture with a kiss to her temple. “I’m glad you like it--- I wanted to have us do something that didn’t involve pissing ourselves with fear.” He chuckled. Though, as he saw the bag, a mischievous grin marked his lips. “It is now.”

The smile on her lips as she walked into the room killed all of his nerves. There was something about seething those pearly whites peeking out from behind her lips that soothed him. He stood up, a shy smiled on his lips. “Yeah, kinda... unless you hate it. Then no, nope, notta....” He joked, his nerves coming back as he reached up to scratch the back of his neck.

It was about four o’clock when he saw her leave, and the second she was out the door, he made a dash for her room, a few sheets and blankets in hand. He spent the next hour and a half dashing back and forth from their rooms, doing his best to use his creative skills for this one. He borrowed some non-stainable liquid paint from an art buddy, as well as some washcloths and gloves for the room. When he was finished with everything, he put on some background music and waited inside his masterpiece for his sort-of-girlfriend to arrive.