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"I'm sure I will." he hummed, settling with her. He leaned in, kissing her gently and slowly before he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "You'll get used to it. trust me. The more you're here, the more quick and easy food you'll eat."

Take me home tonight

They'd gone and done a little shopping, and he'd driven her to his place. He lived in a little neighborhood. Everyone was nice and the kids could play on the streets hollering until dark. He lived on a corner lot in a folk Victorian styled two story. He pulled into the driveway and parked outside his garage, getting out. He grabbed the groceries, tossing her his keys. "Let's get inside." he hummed, leading her up onto the little porch that had Halloween decorations on it, and a couple skateboards propped up in the corner. "Okay. Now...jsut ignore the mess, okay? It's not usually this dirty." he lied. It was. his house was usually dirty. Just like how his fridge was almost always empty of everything but leftovers and drinks.

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He looked at her and laughed a little, feeling his cheeks heat up some. "No, it's fine. Really. I just uh...I don't think about buying groceries. I don't actually cook much." he said, "I usually just order out. It's faster for me, and I don't have to worry about finding time to cook."

Take me home tonight

They'd gone and done a little shopping, and he'd driven her to his place. He lived in a little neighborhood. Everyone was nice and the kids could play on the streets hollering until dark. He lived on a corner lot in a folk Victorian styled two story. He pulled into the driveway and parked outside his garage, getting out. He grabbed the groceries, tossing her his keys. "Let's get inside." he hummed, leading her up onto the little porch that had Halloween decorations on it, and a couple skateboards propped up in the corner. "Okay. Now...jsut ignore the mess, okay? It's not usually this dirty." he lied. It was. his house was usually dirty. Just like how his fridge was almost always empty of everything but leftovers and drinks.

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Saxon got the suitcase hidden and the clothes shoved into a nearby closet before running upstairs, shoving what he could under his bed and in the closet before coming back down, a blanket draped over his arm. Big and heavy and fluffy. "I grabbed a blanket for us." he hummed, smiling at her.

Take me home tonight

They'd gone and done a little shopping, and he'd driven her to his place. He lived in a little neighborhood. Everyone was nice and the kids could play on the streets hollering until dark. He lived on a corner lot in a folk Victorian styled two story. He pulled into the driveway and parked outside his garage, getting out. He grabbed the groceries, tossing her his keys. "Let's get inside." he hummed, leading her up onto the little porch that had Halloween decorations on it, and a couple skateboards propped up in the corner. "Okay. Now...jsut ignore the mess, okay? It's not usually this dirty." he lied. It was. his house was usually dirty. Just like how his fridge was almost always empty of everything but leftovers and drinks.

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Saxon grinned. "Lucky me~" he hummed and resting his chin in his hand, watching her, "Can't wait....I'm sure it's gonna be real fucking good." he sat up some, "Lemme go move some shit around. I got some boxes in the living room." he said, realizing that he definitely had a suitcase chilling in the living room, still fully packed form the last tour. And several piles of laundry chilling in his room.

Take me home tonight

They'd gone and done a little shopping, and he'd driven her to his place. He lived in a little neighborhood. Everyone was nice and the kids could play on the streets hollering until dark. He lived on a corner lot in a folk Victorian styled two story. He pulled into the driveway and parked outside his garage, getting out. He grabbed the groceries, tossing her his keys. "Let's get inside." he hummed, leading her up onto the little porch that had Halloween decorations on it, and a couple skateboards propped up in the corner. "Okay. Now...jsut ignore the mess, okay? It's not usually this dirty." he lied. It was. his house was usually dirty. Just like how his fridge was almost always empty of everything but leftovers and drinks.

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Saxon smiled and pressed into the kiss, enjoying the feeling of her lips on his. "Mm...I do too. Something I could get used to." he laughed, "That and the food...I can't cook really complex shit. I got the basics enough to live off." Saxon could make hamburger helper...chili. Chicken, on the grill....But not much else that that. Simple things.

Take me home tonight

They'd gone and done a little shopping, and he'd driven her to his place. He lived in a little neighborhood. Everyone was nice and the kids could play on the streets hollering until dark. He lived on a corner lot in a folk Victorian styled two story. He pulled into the driveway and parked outside his garage, getting out. He grabbed the groceries, tossing her his keys. "Let's get inside." he hummed, leading her up onto the little porch that had Halloween decorations on it, and a couple skateboards propped up in the corner. "Okay. Now...jsut ignore the mess, okay? It's not usually this dirty." he lied. It was. his house was usually dirty. Just like how his fridge was almost always empty of everything but leftovers and drinks.

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"No." he laughed, "I think it's kinda cool...It's like you belong in the kitchen. But like...not in a super mysoginistic way." he covered, wanting to be sure she knew that he wasn't implying it was where she HAD to be...He reached over, plucking one of the carrot pieces up, popping it in his mouth with a hum.

Take me home tonight

They'd gone and done a little shopping, and he'd driven her to his place. He lived in a little neighborhood. Everyone was nice and the kids could play on the streets hollering until dark. He lived on a corner lot in a folk Victorian styled two story. He pulled into the driveway and parked outside his garage, getting out. He grabbed the groceries, tossing her his keys. "Let's get inside." he hummed, leading her up onto the little porch that had Halloween decorations on it, and a couple skateboards propped up in the corner. "Okay. Now...jsut ignore the mess, okay? It's not usually this dirty." he lied. It was. his house was usually dirty. Just like how his fridge was almost always empty of everything but leftovers and drinks.

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He was surprised how easily she found her way around his kitchen. He stood, watching her, one hand in his pocket. "It's like you live here." he laughed some, "You found everything so easy." He didn't even realize he had a cutting board...Did he buy that?? He pulled over one of the stools for the island, sitting down to watch her. "Thanks. I upgraded a couple things for the landlord."

Take me home tonight

They'd gone and done a little shopping, and he'd driven her to his place. He lived in a little neighborhood. Everyone was nice and the kids could play on the streets hollering until dark. He lived on a corner lot in a folk Victorian styled two story. He pulled into the driveway and parked outside his garage, getting out. He grabbed the groceries, tossing her his keys. "Let's get inside." he hummed, leading her up onto the little porch that had Halloween decorations on it, and a couple skateboards propped up in the corner. "Okay. Now...jsut ignore the mess, okay? It's not usually this dirty." he lied. It was. his house was usually dirty. Just like how his fridge was almost always empty of everything but leftovers and drinks.

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Saxon moaned and nodded. "Alright...okay..." he laughed and moved away from her, grabbing the beers. He kissed her one more time before taking them over to the fridge, putting them in quickly, making sure she couldn't see how empty it was.

Take me home tonight

They'd gone and done a little shopping, and he'd driven her to his place. He lived in a little neighborhood. Everyone was nice and the kids could play on the streets hollering until dark. He lived on a corner lot in a folk Victorian styled two story. He pulled into the driveway and parked outside his garage, getting out. He grabbed the groceries, tossing her his keys. "Let's get inside." he hummed, leading her up onto the little porch that had Halloween decorations on it, and a couple skateboards propped up in the corner. "Okay. Now...jsut ignore the mess, okay? It's not usually this dirty." he lied. It was. his house was usually dirty. Just like how his fridge was almost always empty of everything but leftovers and drinks.

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Saxon smiled against her lips, running his hands down her sides slowly, staying as close as he could to her. "Mm...I'm tempted to just say fuck it..." he murmured, "Order us some food later...so I can fuck you like I been thinking about." he breathed. All day. He'd been thinking about it all day.

Take me home tonight

They'd gone and done a little shopping, and he'd driven her to his place. He lived in a little neighborhood. Everyone was nice and the kids could play on the streets hollering until dark. He lived on a corner lot in a folk Victorian styled two story. He pulled into the driveway and parked outside his garage, getting out. He grabbed the groceries, tossing her his keys. "Let's get inside." he hummed, leading her up onto the little porch that had Halloween decorations on it, and a couple skateboards propped up in the corner. "Okay. Now...jsut ignore the mess, okay? It's not usually this dirty." he lied. It was. his house was usually dirty. Just like how his fridge was almost always empty of everything but leftovers and drinks.

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"I got a couple more." he laughed some, glancing back to her. He gave a small smile and pulled her into the kitchen, putting the stuff up on his counter. He lifted her up, carefully pulling her legs apart before he started to kiss her, humming softly. The kitchen was rather nice, with a little island in the middle and a state of the art oven. The kitchen, at least, was pristine.

Take me home tonight

They'd gone and done a little shopping, and he'd driven her to his place. He lived in a little neighborhood. Everyone was nice and the kids could play on the streets hollering until dark. He lived on a corner lot in a folk Victorian styled two story. He pulled into the driveway and parked outside his garage, getting out. He grabbed the groceries, tossing her his keys. "Let's get inside." he hummed, leading her up onto the little porch that had Halloween decorations on it, and a couple skateboards propped up in the corner. "Okay. Now...jsut ignore the mess, okay? It's not usually this dirty." he lied. It was. his house was usually dirty. Just like how his fridge was almost always empty of everything but leftovers and drinks.

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"Thanks." he laughed, leading her inside. There was a table beside the door, beneath a coat rack. He set the bags down and hung up his hoodie. There was another skateboard propped up against the table, beside a small pile of Saxon's different sneakers. There was a clear view of the kitchen from where they stood. "Kitchen's right back here." he said, walking back, trying to ignore the basket of clean laundry he'd left by the stairs.

Take me home tonight

They'd gone and done a little shopping, and he'd driven her to his place. He lived in a little neighborhood. Everyone was nice and the kids could play on the streets hollering until dark. He lived on a corner lot in a folk Victorian styled two story. He pulled into the driveway and parked outside his garage, getting out. He grabbed the groceries, tossing her his keys. "Let's get inside." he hummed, leading her up onto the little porch that had Halloween decorations on it, and a couple skateboards propped up in the corner. "Okay. Now...jsut ignore the mess, okay? It's not usually this dirty." he lied. It was. his house was usually dirty. Just like how his fridge was almost always empty of everything but leftovers and drinks.

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Take me home tonight

They'd gone and done a little shopping, and he'd driven her to his place. He lived in a little neighborhood. Everyone was nice and the kids could play on the streets hollering until dark. He lived on a corner lot in a folk Victorian styled two story. He pulled into the driveway and parked outside his garage, getting out. He grabbed the groceries, tossing her his keys. "Let's get inside." he hummed, leading her up onto the little porch that had Halloween decorations on it, and a couple skateboards propped up in the corner. "Okay. Now...jsut ignore the mess, okay? It's not usually this dirty." he lied. It was. his house was usually dirty. Just like how his fridge was almost always empty of everything but leftovers and drinks.

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He laughed at the thought of them drinking fancy beers on his couch. "Bougie beers. Alright. Sounds perfect." he hummed and started driving to whole foods, "You don't have to come to my place if you're not comfortable, you know." he assured. Saxon didn't want her thinking he'd be upset.

It was nice, hanging out with Remy. Saxon had ended up staying the night with her, exhausting them both until they slept in. When he woke up, it was to the sound of one of their phones, vibrating like crazy somewhere in the apartment. He groaned and turned his head, burying his face into her hair as he tugged the blankets up over them both, hiding beneath them. Whoever was calling could leave a message.

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He snorted. "I haven't gone grocery shopping in a while...So if you wanna go to my place, we'll have to stop at the store." He...didn't cook. He usually just ordered out, so he had a poor diet. The doctors weren't usually happy about it. He squeezed her hand gently as he drove.

It was nice, hanging out with Remy. Saxon had ended up staying the night with her, exhausting them both until they slept in. When he woke up, it was to the sound of one of their phones, vibrating like crazy somewhere in the apartment. He groaned and turned his head, burying his face into her hair as he tugged the blankets up over them both, hiding beneath them. Whoever was calling could leave a message.

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That...hadn't been the reaction he'd expected. Maybe it was too soon...it was too soon. She was comfortable at her place, and that was fine. As long as he got to be with her And maybe it was a good thing. He couldn't remember, but he was sure that he had left a bunch of clothes on his floor. He was distracted by the thoughts though, pressing into that kiss with a soft sigh. "Mm...Do we need to pick anything else up for dinner?" he asked.

It was nice, hanging out with Remy. Saxon had ended up staying the night with her, exhausting them both until they slept in. When he woke up, it was to the sound of one of their phones, vibrating like crazy somewhere in the apartment. He groaned and turned his head, burying his face into her hair as he tugged the blankets up over them both, hiding beneath them. Whoever was calling could leave a message.

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"I got a huge tv at my place if you wanted." The words came out before he could stop them. He wasn't thinking. He just...wanted to spend time with her. And he wanted her to know his space as well as her own...This was...god, what? the second full day...? third? he wasn't sure. But he wanted to be around her. And she'd be the first girl he invited to the house before...

It was nice, hanging out with Remy. Saxon had ended up staying the night with her, exhausting them both until they slept in. When he woke up, it was to the sound of one of their phones, vibrating like crazy somewhere in the apartment. He groaned and turned his head, burying his face into her hair as he tugged the blankets up over them both, hiding beneath them. Whoever was calling could leave a message.

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"Hey~" he grinned, looking over at her. He leaned over, gently pulling her towards him to kiss her, "How was work?" he asked, tangling his fingers with her's immediately. He liked this...holding her hand, being close...and she seemed happy he was there when he was. "Any idea what you're hoping for for dinner?" he asked, admiring her.

It was nice, hanging out with Remy. Saxon had ended up staying the night with her, exhausting them both until they slept in. When he woke up, it was to the sound of one of their phones, vibrating like crazy somewhere in the apartment. He groaned and turned his head, burying his face into her hair as he tugged the blankets up over them both, hiding beneath them. Whoever was calling could leave a message.