*record scratch* yeah, that's me, in the background (Romance//Closed)

Met sat up a little when she slipped onto his lap, flushing a little and biting his lip. "I'm just nervous. I'm afraid I'm gonna do something wrong, even though I'm already in school and have a job. I am dumb, I'm worrying about something that I don't even need to worry about. I do that a whole lot." He sighed and ran his fingers lightly through her hair, moving to lay down again and sigh up at the ceiling.

Met let his lips fall shut at her demand and he gave a soft noise, his eyes rounding as he stared at the ceiling from where he was laying down. He turned to look at her as she spoke, nodding a little. He stuck his own pinky up and hooked it with hers.
"Promise."

Met giggled softly at her wink, finding it adorable in every way possible. "You're cute, you know that?" He relaxed back into the bed with a small yawn, stretching out slowly and exhaling out of his yawn. Now he sort of wanted to sleep more, but he'd put it off. She looked wide awake and joyous.

Met giggled as she wriggled into his chest, hugging her close and looking down at her. "It's super early, love. How about we get some breakfast?" He was somewhat hungry, and it would take his mind off of his turbulent thoughts better than just sleeping. He ran a hand through her hair, stroking her cheeks gently.

Met giggled softly, stroking her hair gently and slowly standing up with her. "Alrighty. Well, you know this place better than me." He can cook a good bit, but he sucked at breakfast foods. He enjoyed cooking and baking.

"Huh. Well I tried to keep everything in its place as I got groceries and stuff. So I guess I could cook." He grinned meekly and tried to move.
"Are we gonna go?"

Met quickly bounded after her, grabbing her hand. "No! It's okay! I'm just hungry, I'm not reprimanding you, love." He pulled her close and hugged her.

"Oh, did I call you that? I'm sorry," He murmured, pressing a kiss to her head. "Anywho, come on. Or I'll pick you up and you'll have to deal with being tall."

"Alright, then." He lifted her up with no hesitation or sign of a struggle, beaming as he supported her. He went down the steps slowly and carefully, trying not to make a lot of noise. It was four o' clock in the morning, after all.

(Bridal)

(I knoooooooowwww!!)

Met giggled when he felt her laughing against him, looking down and smiling bright. She might've been laughing silently but that didn't stop her chest from rising up and down.
"I know I am! And I do fall over all the time, I just don't let you see." He met her gaze and set her down in the kitchen.

Mey giggled with her, his cheeks reddening as he got out some eggs. "I don't even remember half of that stuff," He admitted with a sheepish grin. "I just know I trip a whole, whole lot." He started with some scrambled egg.

Met glanced down at her at her sudden mood shift, leaving his egg and gently cupping her face in his hands and tilting it up so she was looking at him.
"Don't be sorry. I don't even know why you're sorry, love," He murmured sheepishly. "I forget a lot of things when I'm tired. Don't blame it on you."

"It's not your fault. Nothing is your fault, CC, I wanted to help you in any way I could. I could've died of exhaustion and I still wouldn't have blamed it on you. I like helping you." He wiped her tears away with his big thumbs.