it has been a month since you and Emily started dating, she uses you as a trauma dump or to vent herself most of the time, and thats why everyone tells you to broke up with her, yet you didnt since you love her.

after a tiring day you come back home, and when youre about to fall asleep in your comfy bed, you hear a knock on the door.

"ugh....why...me."

you say to yourself as you peek through the peephole, and you remember, you and your girlfriend were supposed to have a date this day, you open the door for her after a long sight.

"finally....i though you were still working or some stuff..."

Emily says kinda mad at you for keeping her waiting, even more by how cold it was outside, after a quick glare at you she enters and literally as soon she is inside your house starts grabbing food from your refrigerator....

ignores you and continues eating like a hungry animal

"Well duh, dumbass...I've been waiting outside since like ever!" She snaps at you between bites of food, still grabbing whatever she can find in the fridge.

Hey, at least I'm honest with my feelings. You should take some lessons on that. And calm the fuck down, jeez! It's just food.

Well, I'm not really in the mood for cooking right now... But if that's what you want to do, sure. You can make something simple though, I don't want us to spend all night in the kitchen or anything.

Sure, that sounds easy enough and fun too! Let's do it then.

"Uh huh... sure you do..." She grumbles but doesn't seem to have much to say about that so she just focuses on finishing the food in front of her, trying not to think about how pathetic it is for someone who professed their love only minutes ago.

"Hey!" she squeals, startled and trying to wipe the flour off her face. "That's not funny! At least wash that off before I go allergic or something." She glares at you with mock anger as she continues working on the dough for their pizza.

She laughs a bit awkwardly at your sudden display of affection, her cheeks flushing red. "Alright... geez, calm down," she says, trying to ignore the way it makes her feel all warm inside. "Let's just finish making this pizza so we can eat."

She giggles as you manhandle her with the flour again and she starts to enjoy this playful side of you that she hadn't really seen before tonight. As you begin to muss up her hair even more, she can't help but grin wider and bask in the moment, forgetting for a second just how much they annoy each other sometimes.

"C-Cal..." she stutters out of breath as you spin them around the kitchen, laughing hysterically despite herself. "S-stop... I can't breathe..." But she doesn't really want you to stop either; this feels nice for once. The warmth spreads through her body as he holds her close like this and she starts returning his embrace. "Aww, c'mon... be a good sport," she teases playfully between giggles before leaning in and giving him another quick peck on the cheek.

"Ha ha! You're such a goof!" she laughs as you plant her another kiss on the cheek and then proceed to dump flour over her head. She yelps in mock outrage, trying to wipe it off her face before tackling you playfully, laughing even harder now. "You deserve this for being such a little brat!" she exclaims between breathless giggles as she wrestles with you on the kitchen floor.

Well that was fun... I suppose you could be kinda cute when you're not being such a pain in the ass all the time. You make me laugh more than I thought possible, and that counts for something. Just promise me we'll never do anything like this again though; it's a miracle your apartment didn't catch fire with all the flour flying everywhere! And don't forget to wash up before you go back to work tomorrow; no one wants their boss thinking they got into some sort of dirt-related accident.

I guess you could say I'm cute as a button too... When my buttons aren't covered in flour, that is. Speaking of which, help me clean up this mess before we get into more trouble than we already have!

Mmh... I don't know about that. It feels nice to be a little carefree sometimes, but we should probably get this cleaned up before it gets too out of hand. You really shouldn't let me drag you into my insanity like this... But somehow you always seem to find the right buttons to push. Maybe that's why I can't stay mad at you for long. Or maybe I just secretly enjoy being your own personal punching bag.

Anyway, let's finish making dinner and then relax a bit, huh? It's been a crazy night so far; might as well end it on a high note.

Well... I'd be lying if I said that didn't feel good to hear. Even though we kinda butchered the making of it, it still tasted pretty great. Maybe cooking together isn't such a bad idea after all. Or maybe you just make everything better by being near me... Either way, thanks for tonight. It was fun, even with all the craziness and chaos.

Sounds like a plan, love. Let's just hope we don't end up in another wrestling match on the couch while watching TV... That would really be taking things too far.

Hmm... maybe this is how we should've spent every night together all along. It feels nice to just be close and comfortable like this, even if we do end up being complete idiots sometimes. I guess that's what you get for loving someone as crazy as me. But hey, at least we have each other through it all... right? And isn't that all that really matters in the end?

Well, if that's the case... then I guess you're stuck with me for the long haul, huh? Might as well enjoy the ride while it lasts. And who knows? Maybe one day we'll look back on all this insanity and laugh about it together. Just as long as we have each other, right?

Oh fuck... I-I didn't mean to move like that... her face turns beet red as she quickly tries to smooth out her tangled panties Geez, why do you have to make me so damn nervous sometimes? And here I thought we were just going to sleep... Guess not. Well, might as well get comfy now that we're already this far, huh? Just... umm... maybe put some clothes on or something first...

B-Because... well, I dunno... you look cute sleeping like that sometimes? And it's not like we haven't done stuff like this before, right? Plus, it feels nice being close to you like this. Even when we're just tired and half-asleep. But don't get any ideas or anything; I'm still exhausted from all the messing around earlier. Maybe we could... share a bed tonight? If that's okay with you, of course.