I don't own House of Anubis or any of the characters.
We sat on the couch in the living room, quite content with each other's presence.
"What are hands for?" I asked Fabian, laying my head on his chest.
"To hold," he replied, intertwining his fingers with mine.
"What are arms for?"
"To hug," he said, wrapping his arms around me.
"What are feet for?"I asked, extending my legs out and wiggling my feet.
"To tickle," he answered, and before I knew it, he was tickling my feet.
"What is hair for?" I questioned.
"To run your hands through," he smiled, running his hands through my hair.
Now we were only inches from each other's face.
I whispered," What are lips for?"
"To kiss," he said, inching closer to my lips and kissing me passionately.
We pulled away after a few seconds.
"What are ears for?" I inquired.
"Nina Martin, ears are to hear me say that I love you," he grinned, pulling me into a kiss again.
When we pulled away, I asked, "Really?"
"Yes," he blushed.
"I love you too," I blushed.
He kissed me again, this time with more passion than before.
"What is love for?"
"It's a name for the best feelings we'll ever have."
I smiled, knowing this was true.
"Do you think we'll get married some day?" I asked.
"When we're old enough, yeah, we will," he told me, his eyes full of hope.
"I hope it's to you," I said.
"Then it probably will be, because I hope I get married to you," he smiled.
Those special moments when you feel like you could melt because of something they said, or when you know for sure that they are the one. They hardly have a name that fits. That's what love is for.
Isn't this one of the sweetest one-shots? Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! I love happy stories! Especially when they are romantic and sweet!