#it’s only like an hr & a half drove but ugh

[octoooo]

Very bored on the drive back to my university so have some phone doodles

SabiBun au

[a-kind-of-truth]

Shopping for Three

Once every two weeks Anna would sit down and quickly write out a grocery list. She hated grocery shopping. As a boring and time consuming task she often put it off and then promptly forgot about it. Which of course resulted in an empty pantry that she scrambled to fill.

One too many complaints about it to her neighbor had resulted in said neighbor putting a stop to it.

She accomplished this mainly by dragging Anna along on her own grocery runs. Now she just had to remember to have a shopping list or Elsa did this really convincing disappointed look at her. The first time was enough, but the seven times after that were terrible, terrible mistakes.

Embarrassing as it was, it helped that Elsa was cute and that Olaf currently thought Anna was the epitome of cool.

With two grocery lists it took them a few hours usually. Anna drove them there, Elsa found the stuff; cutting their gas bill in half and making the shopping a more manageable chore for Anna. Olaf kept them, well her, entertained and did his utmost to add stuff to the cart.

“I can’t decide.”

“Which is better for you?” Anna looked up from the two jugs of milk. A blonde leaned on her buggy, looking at her with a raised eyebrow. Anna looked back at the chocolate jug and then at the skim milk.

“You’re right. This one it is.” She placed the chocolate milk in the buggy and the other back into the cooler. Elsa snorted, but Olaf clapped his hands in his seat. At least one of them appreciated her adulting.

“Not what I meant, but okay.” Elsa held up her shopping list, “I’m going to grab some tampons, do you need any?”

“Yup. I’ll head over to the eggs. Come on Olaf.” Anna said, taking a hold of the cart. Olaf did his clapping laugh as she made ‘vroom vroom’ noises on their way down the dairy aisle.

Anna kept up a ramble towards Olaf, nothing really meaningful, but questions, responses to imagined questions. She even showed him the eggs, counting them off to him as she checked them for cracks. Elsa was trying to teach her kid French on top of English, Anna was just determined for his first word to be ‘cool’ and directed at her.

Olaf grabbed onto Anna as he tried to pull himself up and out of his seat. His big eyes grew wide as he started bouncing. Knowing he wouldn’t stop until he got what he wanted she picked him up and set him on a hip. The little rascal cheered and reached out his grubby hands to give Anna a kiss on the cheek for her troubles.

Ugh, cute babies.

“Anna? Is that you?” Twisting, she came face to face with a woman she had only ever seen on a computer screen. It was her distant, not-really-but-we-call-her-that-because-it’s-easier-to-explain, Aunt Sherry. And Anna was holding a baby in her arms. Aunt Sherry was going to tell her mom and her mom would come down like Heaven on high to demand to see an non-existent grandchild.

“Sherry! Oh wow, what a surprise.” Abort, abort! Initiate fleeing sequence. However her buggy was behind her and Sherry’s was at the side with the darn cooler to the other. There was no escape. Olaf, the little traitor, only made baby noises.

“Who’s this little guy?” Anna forced a smile and propped Olaf up. The goon beamed, more than ready to be fawned over. Thank God Olaf was a people person like her. If he wasn’t this would have been about two times more horrifying.

“This is Olaf.” Salvation came in the form of the kiddo’s mother. Elsa turned the corner behind Sherry and stopped, looking at Anna. Her face was for a moment one of amusement. She had had her fair share of strangers cooing over her kid. They actually had a system where Anna handled the strangers and Elsa handled the energetic kid afterwards.

This time however Anna really really didn’t want Elsa to disappear. She had to pawn off the kid on his actual mom so her mom didn’t come thinking she popped a kid out without telling her.  So she smiled and waved Elsa over.

“Elsa! This is my Aunt. Sherry, this is Elsa. Olaf’s mom.” For a split moment Elsa tried to shake her head, her hands waving frantically. At least until Sherry looked up, then she was all warm and polite.

“Hello, Sherry.” For a moment Sherry stared at Elsa. Long enough to be noticeable but not long enough to turn awkward. Then she blinked with her hand snapping out for a handshake, relaxing the tension. Elsa shook her hand once before retreating.

“Hello darling! My, I can see the resemblance. And here I thought Anna was the only one he got anything from.” If babbling was a learned trait, yes, he had most definitely learned something from Anna.

“He’s more of a people person like Anna, that is for sure.” Elsa hid behind Anna, placing a hand on her shoulder. Anna took the hint and moved herself between them. For being an intimidating HR supervisor Elsa sure was shy.

“Can I hold him?” Anna’s eyes flicked to Elsa’s who only looked back at her. It was up to Anna apparently as she knew the lady but Anna hadn’t ever known Sherry to have a mean bone in her body. Absentminded yes, purposely mean? Not so much.

“Olaf? Do you want to meet Aunt Sherry?” Olaf only clapped his hands and reached out, he was always tickled pink to meet new people. Aunt Sherry all but melted as she picked him up, cooing like he was a newborn instead of the spoilt one-year old he was. It only escalated when he gave her a hug.

“You’re going to be the biggest little heartbreaker.” Sherry laughed, giving him a hug right back.

Anna let her aunt have a few minutes before starting the escape plan, “So... Sherry, I thought you lived all the way in New Zealand?”

“You know Henry, his work asked if he would transfer and he loved the idea of coming back here. I loved it too of course. I’ve been wanting to host a family dinner for so long.” Sherry said. Henry…?  Ah, Uncle Henry. He did something important for a company, but she couldn’t remember what.

Family dinner? Her family never met up for anything short of a holiday. Wait, quick, which one was coming up? The large turkey in the buggy and a bunch of cans of green beans tipped her off, “Erm, Thanksgiving right?”

“Yes, and you should bring Olaf and your wife along.”

“Wait… what?” Both Elsa and Anna said, drowned out by Olaf’s squeal of glee.

[lokiandbuckyaremine]

Who Would Ever Think They Would Fall In Love? Part 6 (Series) (Bucky x Reader)

Characters: Reader, Bucky, and Steve

Summary: Steve brings you into the team of Avengers, and you couldn’t be more excited. The only problem is Bucky. He doesn’t seem to get along with you...that is until Steve assigns him as your trainer. Things take an amazing turn when you and Bucky are assigned on a mission.

Warnings: One swear? Fluff between Bucky and Reader                                                                                             

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5

It is the day you leave for your mission. You told the rest of the team about your secret. Everyone was in complete shock, but with the help of Steve everyone agreed to protect you. It wasn’t that they were mad, it was weird that they had the daughter of a villain on their team. 

“So I want to meet with you and Bucky before you start to pack for the mission. I have a final time frame of how long this mission should be. If everything goes well, then you should be back in a week or so. If all hell breaks loose, then you are looking at 3 weeks tops.”

Steve was eating lunch with you as he was explaining the mission. “Steve I’m still uneasy about going to Paris. They want me, don’t you get that?” You shoved your fork into your salad. “Hey. Look Bucky has this under control. He really cares about you and would never put you in harm’s way. You both are very good fighters. These jerks in Paris won’t stand a chance against you two.” He smiled at you reassuringly. 

Bucky walked into the kitchen just at the right time. “Hey.” You and Steve smiled and replied in unison, “Hey.” Bucky sat down on the seat next to you with a sandwich in hand. “Now that you’re here Bucky, I want to go over the details of the mission with you and y/n. First off, you know that you two will be going undercover as a married couple.” Bucky smiled, “Correct.” Steve chuckled. “I have the names for you both. Y/N, you will be Emma Smith and Buck you are John Smith. Get it, like that movie Mr. and Mrs. Smith.” You and Bucky rolled your eyes. 

“Continue Steve.” You giggled. “Ok so you both are staying at a Bed and Breakfast right outside the city. It is someplace incognito and rated quite well. Everything is paid for, you just need to check in.” Bucky cleared his throat, “So let me get this straight. Y/N and I are staying at some rinky dink Bed and Breakfast on our so called honeymoon. Well babe, what do you think of that service?” Bucky joked. You laughed. “I actually have always wanted to stay at a Bed and Breakfast. They are so cute.” Bucky rolled his eyes. “Good thing this is fake.”

“ANYWAYS, back to the mission. The guy you are looking for is apparently the Great Gatsby of Paris. He is some hotshot that is hosting a party 2 days after you guys get there. You somehow need to get reservations at the party because it will be at his house, which is where all of the stolen files lie. That includes yours, y/n.” You nodded quietly, understanding his gesture. “Once you have the files, get out of there. You can’t risk being caught or arrested.” Bucky got up from his seat. “Sounds good bud. I am going to go get packed. Care to join me Mrs. Smith?” You giggled. “Sure thing Mr. Smith!”

You got up from your chair when Steve grabbed your arm. “Y/N, be careful out there. I will give you a folder with the rest of the information before you leave. I know you can do this.” You pulled him into a hug. “Thank you Steve...for everything.”

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“So what exactly should we bring? What would Mr. Smith wear?” Bucky asked you as he sat on your bed. “I don’t know. Think about who Mr. Smith would be. I know that Mrs. Smith is going to be very stylish, so I am going to bring fancy clothes. You can buy stuff there if you want to. Or we can stop at a store on the way to the airport.” You shoved one last shirt into your suitcase. Bucky looked up at you and winked, “Well, I am just gonna have to match my wife. I’ll get packing honey.” He kissed you on the cheek and laughed. “You’re quite the actor Barnes!” You yelled after him.

You weren’t gonna lie, you actually were looking forward to this whole undercover thing. Especially considering that you felt a small spark between you and Bucky. Maybe your new lace underwear set would come in handy. Wouldn’t hurt to bring them.

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“C’mon y/n! Hurry up! We are burning daylight!” Bucky yelled at you. Your flight for Paris was in 3 hrs. “Coming!” You yelled back to him. You trudged down the stairs with your suitcases. “You didn’t bring any weapons did you, right?” Bucky looked at you with his eyebrows raised. “What? Pssh, like I would do such a thing.” You laughed nervously. Bucky gave you a sly smile. “Y/N....I know you. Hand it over.”

He caught you. You reached inside your bra and pulled on a small gun. Then you reached under your skirt and pulled a knife from your holster on your thigh. You smiled at him sarcastically. He winked at you. “Good girl. I’m pretty sure we would be held up at TSA if I didn’t ask you ahead of time.” He set your stuff down on the table.

Steve walked to you and Bucky. “Alright guys. Good luck and stay safe. I don’t want to have to fly to Paris to save your butts.” You snickered and hugged Steve. “Oh Stevie, you don’t have to worry one bit.” Bucky laughed. “Don’t worry pal, I’ll keep her in line.” He then pinched your butt. You smacked his hand away and giggled. Steve rolled his eyes. “Keep it PG guys. I don’t want you making a side trip to Vegas and getting married. Nor do I want y/n coming back pregnant.”

You looked at him wide-eyed. “Steve....we are partners, not animals.” Bucky wrapped his arm around your waist. “Or are we, Doll?” He growled into your ear. You pushed him away with a laugh. Steve laughed. “Ok guys. Your flight is soon so get going. Bye! Stay safe!” He waved as you and Bucky walked out the door. “Bye!” You and Bucky yelled in unison. 

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“Oh my god! How much longer?” Bucky was seated next to you in the airport terminal for your flight. He had the attention span of a 5 year old. “Oh pipe down ya big baby. We are boarding in 20 min.” You hit him on the arm. “20 minutes? Oh perfect.” With that, he leaned his head on your shoulder. “Bucky, we are not husband and wife just yet. Get off!” You tried to push his head off of your shoulder. “C’mon doll please. I’m so tired from driving.” You and Bucky drove 2 and a half hours to the airport. You groaned, “Ugh fine”. 

20 minutes later, you and Bucky were boarding the airplane for Paris. You got a window seat and Bucky was right next to you. “Ladies and Gentleman please fasten your seatbelts. We are taking off in 10 minutes.” The flight attendant’s voice boomed over the loud speakers on the plane.

Bucky took your hand in his, and laced his fingers with yours. “Ready for a kick ass mission, Doll?” He smiled at you. You smiled back and squeezed his hand. “Ready as I’ll ever be.”

You looked out the window as the ground below you got smaller and smaller. You curled up in Bucky’s arm and fell asleep. It was going to be a long flight.

Hours later you woke up to Bucky nudging your arm. “Wake up y/n!” You stretched in your plane seat. You yawned and Bucky chuckled at your sleepy appearance. He kissed you on the cheek. “Welcome to Paris, Mrs. Smith!” 

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[blu-b]

Blue's diary project: June 21st - 28th

I have neglected the diary project a lot, and I feel bad for it, but on the other hand nothing much happened in my life, so here have some bits and pieces and a few pics ^_^ Saturday, June 21st

I drove about 1.5 hrs to a harp festival in one of the bigger towns around here. Met with my friends who I hadn't seen in six months, but I noticed that something is off between us. We've known each other for 13 years, close to 14 this year (they're cousins), and maybe some friendships just last for a specific amount of time and then they just...go. I don't know. It's been weird and awkward, to say the least, which is sad because we used to have so much fun together. But this time we hardly knew what to talk about. It saddens me, but I think I won't call them again. This festival was the first out of a row of suggestions I made that they accepted, so I can't really say I haven't tried. I'm a bit tired with me being always the one who puts all her energy and enthusiasm into a friendship and gets little to nothing back. Why does it always have to be me who calls or writes? I never thought it'd happen with them, but apparently it does and if it's time to let go, well then.... Apart from that, the festival was nice. Nothing special, but nice. I've linked to a few soap bubble pictures here. I think this was also the night of the tumblr glitch when things didn't show up on the dashboards anymore. Ugh, what a fright - and how dependent have I become on this little blue website and the lovely people around here ^^ Sunday, June 22nd I managed a total of 2.5 hrs of sleep last night due to horniness circumstances, so when my flatmate banged on my door at half past nine I was like gahszzfjanfsks? wassup? Turned out they wanted to go to an antiques and vintage market (well, antiques in " " because it's basically stuff from people's attics; nothing of museum quality antique level). One of my flatmates runs a small company; he rents out props to film companies, so he's always on the lookout for unusual stuff. Most of the things aren't here but in a storage he rented, but there's some pretty interesting stuff in his part of the house, LOL. Anyway, so I usually enjoy this kind of thing, but this time I was just too tired to pay any attention, plus there weren't any bargains for me. The only thing I bought was a tutu skirt and a few books. My knee started to trouble me big time so I almost couldn't walk anymore; and when driving home we stopped at a restaurant to have some lunch - which was good, but we all ate so much that we couldn't do much but lie on the couch when we got home, because we were so full. In my case, I had a heavy stomach for the entire day and came very close to being sick, so this day was a mixed one :-/ Monday, June 23rd Since it's such a lovely weather these days, I spend most of my time outside; reading or doing garden stuff.

I also have more energy for creative projects again. I ordered some material for leather tooling and started making a small belt purse. It's something I've always wanted to learn. I'm outside most days until it's getting dark, so that was when I made this post because I suddenly realized where part of my big problem comes from. Thanks to tumblr, I have a lovely friend (Jane) who pointed out to me that I might suffer from seasonal affective disorder (reading a bit into the subject I am aware I totally do). I have a lot of weird shit going on with my head and I'm seeing doctors for that; but none of them ever even pointed out that this disorder exists, although I mentioned more than once that winter's lack of light and the dark days make me want to slam my car right into the next tree. Go fucking figure. So my next goal is seeing a specialist for this and hopefully get the issue fixed. I can't thank Jane enough for pointing it out to me ♥ Tuesday, June 24th I went to work and was all jolly with my workmates - one of whom is an elderly chap looking after the library - when all of a sudden I get a runny nose and need to sneeze all the time. Ow fuck, why do I get sick now and especially FROM WHAT?? It's been hot all the time, there's no way I could have caught a cold, except maybe when I went in someone's car last weekend and had the air conditioning blow straight in my face. Wow, just great. So I dragged myself home and did nothing much, just laze about on the couch hoping against all hope that I wouldn't get sick.... Wednesday, June 25th To no avail. I have a full blown cold, rough throat, runny nose, cough...the entire broadside. I was at work today but I just got worse and worse, and when I came home I went straight to bed. Thursday, June 26th Still sick, so much that I didn't even bother to go to work today and got up some time in the afternoon. It's so awful how you have no energy for anything except sitting there and staring ahead, but you *want* to do so many things. Since my leather tooling stuff arrived, I did a bit of work on the belt purse, but I kept sweating so much I couldn't finish it. On another note.... My tumblr turned 1 today! :-)

That's right, I've been pestering you for a year now^^ 443 pages of nonsense... For the occasion, I looked up my first shy little post as well as the firstever fic I posted in the Hobbit fandom and some of the first prompts I filled: - Durincest - Durincest mermaid AU - Aidean - Aidean I'm not too proud of these because I think my writing was still a bit wobbly back then (I had taken a break from fanfic for nearly 10 years), but I do adore the Durincest ones. I might not post much Fili/Kili anymore, but they are still dear to my heart. In this year on tumblr I have made so many new experiences like never before in my life (or at least not for a very long time). I've met people, I've seen people come and go or change interests; I've seen some disappear and others rise like a star. I've meddled into things that weren't my business when I was still tumblr dumb and had no idea what was going on; I've certainly upset a few people (unintentionally, I might add, and take this post to apologize. I guess you know who you are. I'm sorry.) But once and foremost I've met some of the most amazing human beings I've ever had the honour to talk to, and I can honestly say I made some true friends on here, not just some vague internet acquaintances. Every single one of those people, I know I could call in the middle of the freaking night (or day, depending on what side of the world they're on^^) and they'd be ready to help me; and I hope they know that I'll readily do the same for them. Some have given me advice, some have saved me from doing something stupid, some I spent entire nights with laughing and joking, some never fail to make me smile. All of them are part of the biggest pyjama party I've ever been invited to. Thank you :-)

Friday, June 27th I felt a bit better today, so first thing I did was taking care of the herbal water I had made after a recipe vickymaus told me the other night:

I then made a design for the pendant one of my giveaway winners had requested:

I was invited to a party for tomorrow, but since I'm not feeling up to it yet, I cancelled - much to my own regret, but it would have involved staying overnight outside, and I just didn't feel like I could do that. Saturday, June 28th I felt well enough to go to another garden festival today. This is a hugely popular thing here, so when I talk about garden festival, it's like this kind of open air faire where you can buy plants and garden related things, but also jewelry and clothes and food. So, while on the highway I noticed my car was making strange noises, and once in city traffic I couldn't put in the gears anymore and it just acted weird in several different places. I barely managed to get it to the parking lot where I left it, hoping it'd magically recover. The faire itself was nice. Some impressions:

I treated myself to this handbag:

I left after 3 hours when a rain storm gathered, and once back at the parking space, I couldn't move the car from the spot. So I called breakdown services, had to wait another two hours in the car for them to arrive, and then they towed my poor car away :-( I'll get it delivered to my local garage on Monday and they'll see what they can do - if they can do anything - if they can't, it means I will have to look for a new car which I can't really afford :-( Keep your fingers crossed, please. Sunday, June 29th And finally, today I did nothing. Absolutely nothing. I got up at two or what and lazed about; it was raining anyway so nothing really important to do. I wrote the sleepy Sunday thingie after getting some inspiration in bed earlier; cuddled with my kitty, did my nails, cooked a bit of something/anything and then I wrangled my printer for a bit and printed a few of the recent Britchell drawings (I have a journal where I put my favourite art from you guys; no worries it's a private thing and no one will ever see it nor will I sell any prints or what; I hope that is okay and doesn't count as art theft :-/ I'm gonna purchase prints from my most favourite pieces, but I can only afford a few of them at a time. I also put little story snippets in the journal and draw silly little doodles in it and stuff, it's like a tumblr turned paper). After chatting to some lovely friends I originally planned to go to sleep an hour or so ago, but finding that I couldn't I'm typing up this diary ^_^ I'll shut up now, and thanks for reading/listening :-)

[c-highschool]

FLASHBACK: November 16. 2012; Movie Night

After basketball practice, my sister drove me to a redbox at the Fred Meyers. She dropped me off in the parking lot & took the car to the movies. I waited in the cold breeze for a few minutes til the hood of my sweatshirt lifted up and was placed on my head.. kind of.

He was heree!

The plan was to rent a movie & go back to my place to watch. Lemme remind you, it was hella hard to convince the parents to let it happen. Damn asian parents :( Don’t get me started on them. Anyways..

Walking to the grocery store, he had his arm around my neck. I felt self conscious since I had just finished practice & was all sweaty. He’s a very friendly guy O.o Not that I didn’t know that but there was this guy who’s ringing a bell for donations, usually I smile & walk away.. but Yoshi made small talk with him. *___* Whatta guy, I’m so lucky.

When we got to the redbox inside, we did our thing <3. After ten minutes or so, we decided on The Campaign. Nothing to describe our movie picking moment soo..

Going back outside, he was friendly to the guy who was still there, saying bye & all that. Did our thing as we walked. I kind of kept whacking him with my big basketball bag when we were messing around. He slipped his arm in between my waist & the backpack.

Getting to his car, opening the back seat door, oh my goodness his car smells like him. Oh.. I opened the door because.. uh.. oh yeah I had to put my bulky bag there. Shutting the door & sliding into shotgun, oh my goodness he has the heat on full blast. & here I am, already sweaty & wearing one of my warmest sweatshirts. O__O typical. Maybe it was a hint to take it off but I was distracted.

He says, “I don’t wanna leave.” I don’t want to either. My parents & my grandma will be there.. not a typical date at home.

He wrapped his arm around my back, his hint that somebody is wanting a kiss. Turning my head, leaning closer, our lips touched. Mmmm. My head was resting on his shoulder afterwards. Listening to music & cuddling has got to be the best thing ever. He finally turns off the heat oh yess.

He touched a spot on my waist, squirming, I told him that tickled… Smart move.. He starts looking for other spots & he finds them. While I, the victim is in a compromised position, in his car, arching my back awkwardly.. more like grinding on him.. kind of.

We exchanged conversation & kisses for another 20 minutes.

In between the 20 minutes.. I think I swear I heard him say the words O.O THE WORDS. It was after him tickling me causing me to kiss him, laughing against his lips.. pulling back he says, “I love you..” But it wasn’t the romantic ones I guess.. it was more of a playful “I love you..” If that makes sense at all. Right after that, putting my head against him & he kissed on top of it. <3

Did I mention we are still in the parking lot? I don’t know what’s up bout us kissing in parking lots (school parking lot during Sadies, twice in the movie theatre parking lot during Sadies & after watching Taken 2, now this).. & in his car every time might I add hehe. I guess it’s the only place we can be intimate.

It’s now past 9:00PM so we decided to head home, in case the parents get suspicious. His parents are so easy on him, whereas mine -________-“ We talked on our way there, more or less giving him directions in the dark.

Getting to the house, he actually made an attempteto park on the driveway this time & he’s getting better at it. There was no screeching noise from under of his car. Getting out, his car automatically locks by itself.. I needed my bag.. *unlocks* Grabbed the bag. *locks* O.o I ask him if he brought the disk with him. *unlocks* … *locks*

Now waiting for my mom to open the storm door & main door. She’s on the phone, trying to unlock the storm door (the door made out of multiple layers of glass.. the hardest one to unlock). We are waiting there. He stands behind me to my left. Finally, she unlocks it. I grab the handle & his hand placed on the edge of the door above my head, (he’s too sweet, I’m secretly wishing he will never get tired of doing that). I squeezed past him, carrying my bag in tow, him following after.

My dad is on the computer in the dining room on the laptop, & Yoshi greets him with a "Hello, Sir.” :D CAN THIS BOY GET ANY BETTER?? While, I try not to make things awkward, taking off my shoes, I think that I’m leading him to the family room. He’s a few seconds back, still taking off his shoes. Waiting for a bit, he & I head to the family room.

NOTE: I thought my parents would go away. Be upstairs or something, but no THEY WERE THERE FOR HIS WHOLE STAYING. it really upset me because I think they don’t trust me being with him. Uh helllllooo what would Yoshi & I do when YOU GUYS  ARE AROUND ANYWAY?? NOTHING. Exactly. I was p-i-s-s-e-d. But I tried not to let it get to me & enjoy spending time with him..

After setting my bag down, popping in the movie, I turned off the lights & sat next to him. We had ice cream sandwiches & water for the first part. Sat on the floor for some reason.. Boyy he drinks a lot of water without having to go haha The family room is a couple steps down from the main floor, so there’s a barrier… kinda. You could look over someone when you’re close, but from afar, you can only see the TV & the back of the couch.

We got comfortable a while into the movie, now sitting on the couch. I took a risk & lay my left cheek on his chest. He was leaning back & feet propped up on the table.. after I told him it was okay to do so. My legs curled up under the blanket, his biceps over my shoulder, lower arm and hand rested on my chest.. darn you small boobs. -.-“ My hands under his arm & holding the two remote controls.

I asked him if I smelled. He said no.. I kept smelling myself just to check. He put his nose on my shoulder & sniffed. He said I wasn’t that bad. What does that mean? I decided he should get used to it since he’ll be coming to the games anyway..

MY PARENTS COULD SEE & HEAR THE MOVIE. So we had to turn it down a bit. I couldn’t do anything about the graphics sooo we watched through it. OMG I hope my parents didn’t see a thing, cause it was dirtyyyy. I was fine with Yoshi watching with me. Except when they said p*ssy & we both froze LOL

Well, my grandma slowly walked around, eyeing us too. So you see, there is no such thing as privacy in my house :( Well maybe she wasn’t expecting I was bringing a male  to hang with. After all my mom only warned her I was bringing a friend over to watch a movie. My mother only checked up on us once so far, she was back in the dining room with my dad too. After grandma went to sleep, I felt much more comfortable.

I could hear his heartbeat <3 We were breathing at the same rate too.. until he breathed faster.. I wonder why. Maybe it’s because he playfully poked my side–a ticklish spot– & I unintentionally ground my face into his lower torso, a couple of inches away from his crotch LOL

Like during our last date, he would kiss my head at random moments. It feels so nice. I just love it when he does that. Here & there I would look up to him while he was watching the movie. He’d stare back & lean down while I propped my head up.. our lips would touch for a brief moment.

I’m good with these kisses. I like these kisses. It’s just me & him in our own little world. I forgot about my parents when I'm mesmerized by his presence.

After we finished watching The Campaign, I was looking for another movie in my family’s collection. He laid on the floor stretching. Oh. My. Goodness. I’m dating this guy who looks goddamn sexy when he stretches. Oh & his happy trail… only for me to know & the rest of you to wonder >__< Hehe.

Bewildered that he hasn’t seen my favorite Harry Potter movie, we decided on Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Returned to the couch & our original position. Moments later he jerked up & my head plopped onto the warm seat. He pointed. … THERE WAS A SPIDER LOOKING THING JUST CHILLING WHERE HIS BODY WAS SUPPOSED TO BE. UGH. I got a tissue, killed it & flushed it down the toilet.

He sat back down & I sat back down to his right. Leaned back & wrapped his arm around me again, & I covered the blanket over us.. me..

But I had the need to kiss him so I got up & leaned toward him, he backed away. -___- I was like "WHAT THE EFF?” Then I saw my mom walk by, to the garage. Smooooth :( I kissed his cheek quickly before she came back. Sliding back to my position on the couch, he kissed my head again. That makes my heart melt & the butterflies fly.

It was getting late, about 11:30PM. He mentioned he had to go soon (half an hr before), I guess soon was now.

We packed up everything so it looked nice as before.

He said goodbye to my parents.

We put on our shoes & walked together to the driveway.

He pulled me aside & hugged me. We kissed that certain kiss, hugged, held the long kiss again & pulled apart.

He got into his car. Backed out onto the street, the high curb scratching against the underside of the car.

He waved. I waved. He drove off.

I went back inside, mad at my parents. Went upstairs, where he was banned from. Texted him & fell asleep, with my sweatshirt that smelled like him.