forum Dorm Room 210 [Private RP // Closed — Stalkers welcome!]
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William simply smiled innocently. “But I’m serious,” he reached out to cup her warm cheek. “How is telling the truth bring unfair?”

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“Flustering you has become my life mission,” William answered, the smile on his features. “I happen to like seeing the blush on your cheeks, especially after we make out.”

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“Is my Blue getting flustered?” William teased, the smile on his face turning into a smirk.

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“No?” William quirked an eyebrow. “Then why is your face red, I wonder?”

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William kissed her nose before he pulled her on top of himself, shifting so he was comfortable. “There, that’s much better now,” he murmured. “I think this couch is a little too small for two people.”

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William furrowed his eyebrows. “Why didn’t you?” He questioned. “You should have eaten before you came back. C’mon, let’s get something to eat.”

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“I was focused on making sure you were okay, hun,” Amber explained, reluctantly pushing herself off of him. “Can’t blame me for wanting to check on my boyfriend, can you?”

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William picked himself up as well, smiling a little before he wiped it off. “Next time,” he reached out to tuck stray hair behind her ear. “Please eat first. Okay?”

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William followed after her, her smile making him chuckle.

“I can help. A little,” Willam told her as he entered the kitchen. “As you already know, I don’t work much in the kitchen.”

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“Whatever you’d like,” William shrugged. “And something that’s simple.”

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“Sandwiches work,” William responded, hugging her from behind. “Those are simple to make.”

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William felt his heart melt when he saw her smile. God, she knew just how to get under his skin, didn’t she? “I don’t know,” he breathed out.

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“Sounds good,” William cocked his head to the side. “What should I do?”

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William scrunched his nose. “I hate mayo,” he muttered as he got the bread and mayo out. “But I’ll spread it for you.”

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William smeared the mayo on a pieces of bread carefully but swiftly, setting them on a plate after he was finished with each.

“Oh, how many sandwiches are you planning on making?” He questioned after he was done with the second piece.

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“Well, then,” William pushed the plate towards her. “Here are your pieces of bread. I didn’t know how much mayo you liked, so I spread it on both pieces.”