well wow apparently gods exist (Closed//Stalkers Enabled)

(You died. RIP)

(eh)
Elise snorted. "Yeah, right. Most people look at me and say, 'oh, it's the poor, sick girl.' But you didn't." She wrapper her arms around his neck.

(same)
Havenwood smiled, pushed her down onto the bed and moved his face closer to hers. "Yeah, I guess I did."

(in school)
Elise raised an eyebrow. "Consider me intrigued."

(Oof)

Havenwood chuckled and nudged her chin with his nose. "Intrigued, huh?"

"Perhaps. What do you have in mind?" Elise looked up at him.
(I'll be back but I have to lunch)

(Okay)

Havenwood looked down at her and sat up on his knees. "I dunno." He flopped back down onto his back.

(nvm false alarm)
Eilse laughed and kissed him gently.

(xD)

Havenwood pulled her closer and smiled at her. "Whatcha gonna do now?"

"I dunno. I don't usually sleep until a couple hours later."

Havenwood hummed gently. "You're not tired?"

"No. I stay awake until past midnight, usually. All the lights of the city normally keep me awake."

"There aren't any lights here. Just the stars." He smiled a little.

"It'll be hard to fall asleep anyway, I'm accustomed to staying awake so long." Elise sighed, looking up at the ceiling. "It's usually quite boring."

Havenwood looked at her. "Really? Sounds disappointing."

"It was." Elise replied. She turned to him. "But I don't really think it will be here." She smiled.

Havenwood smiled back and propped himself up on an elbow. "I'm just so entertaining."

"You can be." Elise rolled over so that she was halfway under him, smiling up at his sly grin.

Havenwood moved on top of her again. "Do you want me to be?"

"Well, I don't really want to sit in boredom for the night. So, yes." She replied, smiling.

He smiled a little wider then brushed his lips against hers. "What do you suggest we do?"

(please no smut, not even in the inbox)
"Well, you did ask that I do that more often. How about that?" Elise suggests, a sly grin brushing across his lips.

(yee i gotchu.)

"Yeah, that sounds good."

(wanna skip to the next morning?)

(I don't have to. I just don't want any smut.)

(Ya I know, but usually, stuff like this ends up in smut. Hb we just skip to the next morning and imply that they smutted?)

(noooo I don't want any mention of it like I wanna have a night but no smut)

(this is rumple's friend ima stalk this)

(No I understand. Like the after effects, like oh there are our clothes on the ground)

(and okay, Russian…SantaClaus)

(nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo seriously no like maybe his shirt is off but nothing more)