Hide! (Bloo)

Fenrir would try to put up a fight for the keys, but eventually relent. He doubted he could win any arguments against her, to be honest. She was too cute. When he settled into the passengers seat, he started playing with the radio.

"When did you get your license anyway?" He asked casually, then she asked for directions and he started giving them.

He'd be tense when he found out she had no license, if she told him that. He'd help watch the road and backseat drive a bit. If she was very familiar with the area, she'd know that where he was directing her was expensive places. Very. He'd direct her to a fancy apartment building with access to the beach. Private access for residents and their guests, but he mostly lived around old people so it was rarely used.

"Here we are. Wanna come in for a bit?"

When they got there, Fen was rolling his eyes as he took his keys. It was just starting to rain. He hurried them inside, opening the door and walking in. "Me casa est su casas. Or whatever." He mumbled, kicking his shoes off and into the closet.

Right in front of the door was stairs, his entire apartment was on the second level. He lead her up and the place was shockingly clean, considering a bachelor lived there. His furniture was leather and his kitchen was wood floored... but the walls. In nearly every space there was something awesome. A signed jersey, a signed guitar, a baseball. It was the ultimate man cave. His TV was a huge flat screen with shelves of DVDs and video games under it.

"This is the man room, where I spend most of my time. Just passin' it around. I'll show ya my room." He led her passed the bathroom and into the only bedroom in the house. His bed was made, and the only thing out of place was his jersey across the floor. The house was small, but very nice. "Want something to dr-" Thunder cut him off and in an instant it was pouring outside, raining sideways. "Wow."

Fenrir was concerned on how to get her home, not knowing she texted her parents to give them another night together. To give him another night in paradise. He walked out to the room where she was inspecting his walls. He was proud of his collection. It took a while to build, but God did he love his apartment. Even if it was a retirement home.

"Well, normally I try to be out of the house unless I'm sleeping. Gets pretty lonely here... but I've got Netflix on the TV and chocolate in the fridge. Don't tell me that doesn't sound awesome. Tonight I even have the most beautiful girl in the world too. I have it all."

His sweet talk was on point, though he hadn't honestly had many relationships that went passed the first date. He was normally too boyish to keep a girl. As weird as that sounded.

Fenrir smile and even laughed when she said she lied to her parents. He really was gonna get killed by her dad when she found out about all this. It was worth it though. She was worth it.

"I have like a million. Here." He said, going to his closet to get one of his football sweatshirts. It had Sabre on the back and his number, 17. "You can keep that, too. I have like a million. They give me one every year... or maybe I buy one every year, I don't know what I sign up to pay for with that school."

He laughed, then fell on the couch and used his wii to bring up Netflix. "Oh wait." He said, grabbing a blanket from a cabinet and then coming back to the couch and calling her over. "Pick whatever you want."

He handed her the remote.

When her hands disappeared, he raised a brow. Was that a common girl thing? Putting their hands in their sweaters? Then they came out and she was holding... all her clothes. Fen's eyes got wide and he blushed a bit. She was naked under there. He let her under the covers with him, laying them both down and snuggling tight. He hoped he could play the lump off as his keys.

"Whatever you wanna watch, love. I like scary movies too. Especially if you're the type of girl that gets clingy when you're scared." He said with a wink, kissing her cheek.

As the movie started, he got more comfortable. He tried not to think about the fact that under his sweatshirt she had nothing on. At all. He was not doing so good in that effort.

If Fenrir was being honest... this movie was terrifying. He'd never seen it before, and Jesus was it terrifying. He tried his best not to jump and didn't dare look away. He'd never forgive himself if he looked away... but when Ella clung to him he couldn't help but cling back.

"Good movie..." He mumbled halfheartedly. He was scared, and would never admit it. He knew an extra scary part was about ot happen, the way Ella grabbed his shirt and buried her head into him. Then... the lights went out. For a moment he was torn between screaming himself and getting up to look for an intruder... but Ella spoke first.

"Crap... I don't think I have candles." He mumbled, getting up and letting her stay there a bit. A few stubbed toes and curse words later he fell back on the couch. "I can get us to the bedroom... but it's only 7 I'm hardly tired."

He could tell she was scared when she got back, and she pressed herself tightly into him. He tried to soothe her, rubbing her back and kissing her forehead. "Don't worry, nothing can get you. Not without going through me first." He promised, kissing her head to seal it.

Then she suggested a hand game like they did in elementary school, sitting across from him with crossed legs. He couldn't see but he could tell from the sounds she was making she was holding a hand out. "What, like patty cake? I don't really remember many games like that." He said, reaching to grab her hand.

...when did her hand get so squishy? He did a few test squeezes before he realized. "Oh! Crap! I can't see that was an honest mistake. I swear. I'm sorry."

Fenrir was glad it was dark. It hid his blush well. He was about to stutter out more apologies when she joked about buying her dinner. He half laughed at her. "I'll buy you whatever fancy dinner you want."

With that promise, she jumped on him. He caught her easily. She was light. He kissed her back just as happily as she kissed him. They were teenagers in the dark after all and Fenrir would admit to being human. Humans were weak.

He'd lay back, kissing her happily. That would be their entertainment. After a while he'd pick her up, still kissing her. He'd walk them through the dark and into his room, quickly throwing his shirt off before laying with her to fall asleep. "Goodnight, Ells."

END.