will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

Roxy jumped into jack’s lap once katelynn began to move, and curled into a ball before promptly falling asleep… and pinning jack to the bean bag* o-oh you don’t… you’re my guest that isn’t fair…

She smiled and leaned down to gently touch his head. “It’s your birthday though so it’s only right. What would you like?”

Looking around she also added, “And which way is the kitchen?”

*he blushes and points. through one door leads to the kitchen…*

*its small and cramped but looks loved enough. in the pantry are the mugs and coffee, tea, as well as hot chocolate and cordial awaiting water to be mixed in. jack calls from the lounge*

e-everything should be out for you to see..!

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

we’ve got to find jack. there’s only three hundred and sixty five days left till next halloween…

three sixty four..!

*she wasn’t the only one mumbling to herself. but jack stopped himself, smiling faintly, before turning to look at her* a-are you thirsty? 

“J-Just a little,” she confessed sheepishly, beginning to stand up. “I’ll go try to make something for us if you want?”

She was determined to eventually make something drinkable, even though she doubted her drink making skills.

Roxy jumped into jack’s lap once katelynn began to move, and curled into a ball before promptly falling asleep… and pinning jack to the bean bag* o-oh you don’t… you’re my guest that isn’t fair…

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

*he laughs as he settles back, shaking his head* n-nah… much as i find those good to watch i… i just like this one. the story, the animation, the characters, the songs… so makes sense to watch what i love, r-right?

“Yeah,” she replied, smiling brightly at him. “You can never get tired of this movie.”

She had been muttering the lines under her breath, hoping he wasn’t seeing how much of a nerd she was for knowing it word for word. Her body was slightly slinking into the beanbag, her head close to his shoulder.

we’ve got to find jack. there’s only three hundred and sixty five days left till next halloween…

three sixty four..!

*she wasn’t the only one mumbling to herself. but jack stopped himself, smiling faintly, before turning to look at her* a-are you thirsty? 

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

oh you’re being spoiled, Roxy. *jack pulls out one cover and opens it, before turning on the tv and inserting the disc into the side panel* you’re her best friend now katelynn.

She giggles as Roxy licks her cheek a bit. “Oh I hope so! She’s so easy to love.” Watches the screen, wondering what movie is going to pop up.

*he moves over to the beanbag and sits down besides her carefully as he grabs the blankets and tugs one over their laps; Roxy is thus covered and the pug wuffs and fusses before she pops her head out and lays there still, in katelynn’s lap, quite content*

it. it’s probably not that big a surprise…

*it can’t really be, at least when the opening tunes of a nightmare before christmas begins to play over the tv*

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

oh what, what, what, what… *he walks over to a cabinet and pushes a stained sheet off of it to reveal it has a mountain of dvds underneath* let me see i have so much to pick from…

*as he does this Roxy, seeing her chance, hurries up and clambers onto katelynn’s lap*

Katelynn squeals a little, taking Roxy into her arms and cuddling her. “Hi baby! Oh you’re so cute!” she cooes, taking out some treats for her and feeding them to her. Pets her as she eats them happily. “Here you go!”

oh you’re being spoiled, Roxy. *jack pulls out one cover and opens it, before turning on the tv and inserting the disc into the side panel* you’re her best friend now katelynn.

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

…ah right. s-sorry. i tend to move it around a lot and i don’t always wash my hands before hand… *he moves on through to another room and soon returns dragging a large bean bag. he shifts more things around and sets it down on the ground in front of the tv, before retrieving some thick animal print blankets* since its so small i really dont have a lot of room for big furniture. i hope this is ok…?

There’s enough room on the beanbag for them but she blushes a bit, knowing they were going to touch at the hip. “I-It’s fine. As long as it isn’t the ground,” she teased, walking over to one side of the beanbag and sitting down carefully, being careful not to sit on her long hair.

“What movie are we seeing?”

oh what, what, what, what… *he walks over to a cabinet and pushes a stained sheet off of it to reveal it has a mountain of dvds underneath* let me see i have so much to pick from…

*as he does this Roxy, seeing her chance, hurries up and clambers onto katelynn’s lap*

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

uh well… oh. wait. *he moves over to a table that has a lot of unpainted canvases on it. he begins to shift them as Roxy proceeds to sniff around, to see if anyone stalked in whilst they were out. once he moves the canvases it reveals a simple flat screen television that has a few paint marks on the corners* ah, ah… um. *finding a rag he cleans it*

She giggles, placing a hand on his arm gently. “As long as it doesn’t damage your TV, the paint gives it your own personal flair I think.”

But there was still the matter of where to sit and maybe some blankets to stay warm. She was still slightly chilly.

…ah right. s-sorry. i tend to move it around a lot and i don’t always wash my hands before hand… *he moves on through to another room and soon returns dragging a large bean bag. he shifts more things around and sets it down on the ground in front of the tv, before retrieving some thick animal print blankets* since its so small i really dont have a lot of room for big furniture. i hope this is ok…?

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

*and there she goes calling him handsome again. his face turns purple once more but he smiles for her. he can’t help but smile for her, she just… did that to him. his cheeks were beginning to ache*

w-well you never know… 

*they arrive back at his apartment and he wipes Roxy’s feet on the door mat since her paws are now thick with snow and dirt, before opening the door for her*

“Thank you,” she told him, walking inside and beginning to take off her coat and jacket, moving her hair out of way. “Oh it feels good to be inside a warm place.” She stretched, looking over and smiling at him. “So where are we watching it?”

Beginning to look around the apartment, she wondered if she should make popcorn or if would be full from the cake. I’d probably burn it anyway. She smiled sheepishly to herself at the thought.

uh well… oh. wait. *he moves over to a table that has a lot of unpainted canvases on it. he begins to shift them as Roxy proceeds to sniff around, to see if anyone stalked in whilst they were out. once he moves the canvases it reveals a simple flat screen television that has a few paint marks on the corners* ah, ah… um. *finding a rag he cleans it*

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

*he smiles faintly, shakily, before nudging her with his elbow* b-baby i’d g-give you all my napkins and all my n-numbers. *oh god that was so corny how pathetic!

…and suddenly she’s holding his arm. they’re walking together. it’s starting to snow. it’s winter. god its like something out of his movies. he smiles and leans into her; contact is unfamiliar and strange but very, very welcomed. especially positive ones like this* a-aw thank you katelynn…

She giggled at his cheesy line, not expecting it, slight blush on her cheeks from the word ‘baby’. “Would you really? That’s really sweet. I definitely wouldn’t have expected it from someone so handsome or anyone really. I think I could have been too nervous to call.”

She failed at flirting, not that she thought this was flirting; just a friend being kind.

*and there she goes calling him handsome again. his face turns purple once more but he smiles for her. he can’t help but smile for her, she just… did that to him. his cheeks were beginning to ache*

w-well you never know… 

*they arrive back at his apartment and he wipes Roxy’s feet on the door mat since her paws are now thick with snow and dirt, before opening the door for her*

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

*he noticed her stance change; as an artist he knew how to watch people. and watching katelynn’s reactions to things he said was jus ta reminder of how out of touch he was with people. he’d said the wrong thing. the worst thing. he stumbles slightly, on his words, and the pavement* n-not that i’m sa-saying you’re not dating material or, or anything be-because i think you are..! *please don’t turn into a grape, please don’t turn into a grape* y-you’re easy to get along with, y-you’re funny, s-smart, n-not to mention p-pr-pretty i m-mean any guy who dates you i-is going to be lucky. really l-lucky. *and it won’t be me. god i can barely keep my voice steady telling you THIS*

*having blurted this he does begin to walk closer to her, and blinks at her offer* r-running? in the snow? sounds dangerous… wh, what if one of us slipped?

She blushed deeply and tried to cover it up with her scarf, averting her gaze. “T-Thank you..! That’s re-really sweet of you. That’s a slight boost to my pride since I’ve never received a napkin from someone and flirty looks,” She teased a bit, winking at him.

And remembering when she had almost tripped, she conceded. “True, about the racing thing.” And since she was cold she decided to saddle up to his side, holding onto his arm a little. “It’s cold so I’ll just lend you my warmth then.”

*he smiles faintly, shakily, before nudging her with his elbow* b-baby i’d g-give you all my napkins and all my n-numbers. *oh god that was so corny how pathetic!

…and suddenly she’s holding his arm. they’re walking together. it’s starting to snow. it’s winter. god its like something out of his movies. he smiles and leans into her; contact is unfamiliar and strange but very, very welcomed. especially positive ones like this* a-aw thank you katelynn…