"Alright." I responded as I walked back over to her. After I gave her a little tour on the main level we were on, I led her upstairs to show her the rest of the house. After showing all the other rooms, the last one was my bedroom. I opened the door and said,
"You may be possibly thinking that, because I'm a guy, my rooms a mess. But, I'm much more into organization then some think, darlin'." Not just organization. Everything was in a certain spot in my room. I needed everything in order. I wouldn't say I was OCD, but I did like to keep myself, and my territory clean.

i followed him everywhere through the house, looking at all the rooms and finally stopped at his room. I looked around as we wealked into his room. I awed as everything looked nice and neat. His windows open and the sun shining brightly, and his bed looked soft. "No....because oddly enough I'm the same way", I smiled. i walked over and sat down on his bed. It WAS soft. "I hope you don't mind", I blushed. i loved his bed. It was soft and comfy, and it made me feel good. Almost as if I belonged there.

Chuckling as I walked in after her, I said,
"I don't mind." As I sat down on the chair that was next to my desk. "The guys always joke around with me, about how I never am told to clean my room by my parents. Just because if any mess is made,  I quickly clean it up. At least someone else is like that too." I winked at Cassie, this time i wasn't trying to be flirty, I was just referring to her being that 'someone'.

i blushed and smiled at the joke. "Yeah, thanks. it's nice to have someone just like me.", i complimented. Itv was nice. I looked over at him and watched him. His smile greeted me with open arms. i wanted to run to him and hold him, as if he was mine. I looked up at his lips and blushed once more. I was thinking about the one thing I was vulnerable too, his lips and his accent.

I laughed at her blushing, softly. Not too loud, but I found it cute. I noticed her staring at my lips, and smirking I asked,
"Enjoying the view?"
Leaning back and staring back at her, I added,
"So, how about that T.V.?" And with that, I got up from the chair and held my hand out to her.

I laughed back. I guess to some extent I was enjoying the view. I took his hand as he led me through the hallways, not sure of which room he was going to lead me into. Finally we had arrived downstairs in the living room. I figured we were going to some big tv room with a huge theatre like screen. I laughed on the inside but smiled at him as we arrived.

I sat down on the living room sofa, bringing her down with me since our hands were still collapsed.
"So... Do you have any category you feel like watching? I usually just watch Criminal Minds, and things like that..."

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I sat down next to him on the couch, still holding his hand. I smiled at him and finally spoke up. "Oh yeah thats fine with me. I usually watch that kind of stuff as well so sure.", I spoke softly. I watched as he flippe the tv on and turned through the channels. I couldn't help but notice him blushing a slight bit.

I squeezed her hand, as I replied,
"Great." As I flipped to channel 34. Thankfully Criminal Minds was on.

 I sat there, content and watched the tv show with him. We sat there for what felt like hours but really we had only sat through 2 episodes. I continued watching the show and would occassionaly look over to him. "He's so cute... and that accent. God I could just go crazy", I thought to myself. I grinned lightly and turned back to the tv.

When about three episodes ended, I looked back at Cassie after turning off the T.V.
"I'd ask what you want to do, but I'd rather just stay at my house and talk." I squeezed her hand again, and said, "So tell me about you."

I watched as he turned the tv off and turned half his body towards me. "Umm well there's not much to know. I've lived here all my life, I was raised by my brother because my parents died in a car accident, I'm really bad at tennis and my favorite food is italian.", I giggled. I was jokingly serious with him. I wasn't ashamed about anything, just that I don't have much to say about me.

"My favorite food is mexican." I said with a smirk as I added, "Actually, I've lived here all of my life also." Running a hand through my hair, I asked with a laugh, "So... Favorite color?"

"Cool i like mexican. It's not the best but it's good.", I smiled. I sat there and pondered the thought on my favorite color. I liked all colors really but to choose one was difficult. "Hmmm... I would have to say yellow because it reminds me of the sun and I love summertime. And yellow things", i giggled.

Chuckling, at her response, I let go of her hand and stood up.
"Are you suuuuree your not hungry?" as I walked around to the kitchen. "I'm hungry, and I'm going to feel bad, eating infront of you."

"I can eat.", I replied. I stood up with him and followed him into the kitchen, passing the stairs and the den. I walked into the kitchen and sat down at the barstools in front of the counter. I watched him dig through each pantry and cabinet.

"What kinds of things you like? We  have everything." I said, as I took out some peanut butter and syrup, and put both on the bread. Smiling sheepishly, I said, "It looks disgusting, but tastes amazing. Me and my cousin experimented a long time ago. Want to try some?"

" well that's not strange at all because I do this.", I grinned. I walked over and took out whipped cream and fluffed marshmallows. I put the peanut butter and fluffed marshmallows on both sides of the bread, then sprayed whipped cream in the middle and put one side on the other. "It may look weird but it's amazing. It's called a fluffer nutter.", I giggled.

Laughing at her own creation, I said,
"That actually sounds pretty good. I'll have to try it sometime." As I took a bite from the sandwich and went to the barstools to sit down.

I bit down on the sandwich in my hand and smiled at him, mouth full of peanut butter, whipped cream and marshmallows. " Ya know what I hate about summertime though ? there's no winter. It's not cold, you can't snuggle for warmth, and people look at you funny if you make a bonfire for s'mores.", I giggled. "I love s'mores and snuggling with that special someone. I love snuggling in general", I grinned. I was really opening up to him and I liked it.