(ah okay.)
Met scooted down the steps, almost slipping and landing on his butt as he hastily made his way to answer. He smiled, breathless, running a hand through his neatly cut hair.
"Hey baby, come on in. I have a sweater and cake ready for you." He opened his arms. "And a big hug. We graduated!"
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Jumping into his arms, she was still so tiny compared to him, but she actually loved it.
"Okie Dokie!"
She says pulling his face down by the collar, kissing his cheek, then running inside
"So? Where's the sweatshirt?"
She says looking around, she hoped the sweater still smelled of him, because if not….well she would still take it, but shed just be less happy about it. His sweatshirts were like dresses to her, which she was fine with. She remembered her first day with him, she fell in a thing of mud, off of a tree, and he lent her his sweater.
Met laughed and bent down to kiss her cheek enthusiastically, beaming. "It's upstairs in my room. I washed it, though. It was kind of stinky. But it's the one you said you like a lot. My Queen sweater that I won't let you keep but can wear." He hummed as he led her upstairs, opening the door to his room. She hadn't been in his room a whole lot, only the night after prom to get something that she had left. It didn't really change; his keyboard and band posters were still up, his formerly messy but now clean desk was still there, and his bed was just made with the sweater on it.
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Running to the bed, slipping the oversized sweater on it and laying down in his bed, messing it up just a tad. Not meaning to though. Patting the bed space beside her for him to sit with her with a huge smile on her face.
Met followed her with a grin on his face, sitting next to her and hoisting his feet onto the bed and crossing them. He looked at her with a small laugh.
"You look really nice, CC. I like the sweater over sweater look."
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"Why thank you!! It's a new style didn't ya know?!"
She says throwing her hands in the air dramatically then laughing.
"So, waddya wanna do?"
She says with her hands now in her lap.
Met laughed with her and sighed, relaxing back onto his bed and stretching out with a yawn. "I dunno, love. What do you wanna do?" He turned his head to look at her, a smile still touching his lips.
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Crawling over to him, leaning over him with a little smile.
"I don't know, but we have to do something while I'm here!"
She says as a strand of hair falls in her face.
Met smiled up at her and brushed some of her hair behind her ear with a gentle finger. "It's up to you what we do, babe. I don't care. I'm open to anything," He murmured, his eyes soft and happy as he gazed into hers.
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Laying on the bed beside him, she moves closer to him, kissing him once again. She missed his kisses. Not the fast, shorter than two seconds kisses, but the actual kisses.
Met ran a hand up her cheek and to her soft, light hair, stroking it gently as they kissed. He relaxed under her, kissing her back. He missed it, too, their kisses. Their long, passionate, loving kisses.
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Wrapping an arm around his neck as she moved closer.
"I missed this"
She says pulling her lips away, looking into his eyes, then kissing him again.
Met opened his eyes when she pulled away, gazing back and nodding his agreement. He barely had enough time to lick his lips again before they were in another kiss.
But as they kissed and were distracted, the front door opened and Met's twin walked in, swinging his keys. He strided into the kitchen, noticing his cake trap had worked and heading upstairs. He didn't bother announcing himself as he just slammed into his twin's bedroom, not really expecting CC to be there.
"Oh, hey guys," He said nonchalantly as he walked in and the pair jumped apart. Met had walked in on Neo doing much worse stuff than making out with someone, but the elder twin was still flushed and embarrassed.
"Neo… Neo why?"
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"Ah! I'm sorry!"
CC says jumping away, looking a his twin then at her lap. Still out of breath, licking her lips while she avoided eye contact.
Neo waved his hand with a faint raspberry. "I don't care. Anyway, I need your help moving some stuff."
"O-okay, can I do that once CC leaves? You have all summer…?"
"Sure you can." Neo's lips were twitching in a small smirk as he looked down at them. "I'll be going out, now. Have fun…" He trotted out of the room, humming and shutting the door.
Met rubbed the back of his head with a faint sigh. "I'm sorry…. about him. I always walk in on him doing stuff with other people…"
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"Do you guys have locks?"
She says with a little laugh. The sweater fell off of her should, her hair was a little frizzy but it still looked…..decent……?
"We never bother locking our doors in case of an emergency," Met responded, setting a hand on her shoulder and bringing her closer. In his opinion, she looked really beautiful. "Do… do you wanna kiss some more?" He asked softly, licking his lips of the excess moisture.
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"That's a weird way to ask that"
She says with a little laugh, scooting towards him and kissing him once more, pulling him closer by his neck, her arms wrapped around it.
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(Btw i drew and painted a picture of CC with short hair yesterday, so remind me to show you that, to give you a better visual)
Met laughed shyly with her, leaning back against the bed again as they kissed. His hands were up in her hair again, and he had relaxed his rapidly beating heart. The front door downstairs shut, and they were alone in the apartment again.
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Leaning over him, she ran her fingers through his soft dark hair.
"Wait….."
She says pulling away once again, running her hand through his hair.
"You cut it!".
She says with a little smile. She liked his hair either way, but she was still happy when she noticed these things.
Met's eyes opened when she pulled away, blinking. "Oh, yes, I did indeed cut it," He cooed with a laugh. One side was longer than the other. He had been tempted to shave it, but never did. He thought it looked okay with the longer side as his bangs anyway.
"I wanted to try something new. I like messing with my hair." He had to give himself haircuts when he was a bit younger and still in the orphanage to save money. He got pretty good at it, too.
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"Pfft, youre silly"
She says kissing his cheek.
"I'm paying for a haircut for you"
She says with a smile as she kissed his lips again.
"Nu-uh, I don't want a haircut. I like cutting my own hair, and yours, and saving the money. It's good for us." He kissed her back gently, smiling anyway. "I think I'm good at it, baby," He cooed over her lips, but relaxed under her again.
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"oh, perfect."
She says kissing him back
"that way we can use that money to buy cake and icecream!"
She says smiling.
Met laughed and nodded. "I already have cake. It's downstairs in the kitchen." He wrapped his arms around her and relaxed on the bed again, sighing softly and gazing into her eyes happily, smiling. "I love you."
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"Love you more"
She says snuggling against him, her face in the space in between in neck and shoulder.
"now lets eat cake!"
She says lifting her head up to look at him, then kissing the side of his neck and bouncing up, to the door, adjusting the sweater, pulling it over her shoulder. It was far to comfy to take off.
(*too, for the third one)
Met giggled and snuggled her back, only to let go after a brief moment of comfort. He sat up slowly with an overdramatic sigh, following her and humming. He shut the door behind them as they went downstairs, grinning at where he left the cake and his fork.
"This cake is really good. I didn't cut it or anything, though." It seemed to just been eaten off of, not cut.
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(I'm tired and cant type correctly, don't judge XD)
"good, as long as it's yummy!"
She says taking the fork and eating off of it, not caring if Met ate off of it or not. She just got done kissing him anyway, what was the difference.
(hrhgngngnrhrn get sleep my child)
Met watched her just take the fork he used earlier, when he hadn't brushed his teeth for at least two days. "Do… do you want another fork?" He thought there was definitely a difference, but he wasn't going to tell her said difference.
