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I smile as he left the house with me.
Though the cold outside took it away. Turning it into a big frown.
"You were right about it being cold." Mike said as he wraps the blanket around himself.
"You should have something heavier than that hoodie."
"I do have something."
"Don't say the blanket because we are going to sit on it."
"I'm going to snuggle up to you." He said laughing.
I blush. "What makes you think I'll allow you to do that?"
Mike just looks at me. With a hurt frown?
"Just thought you would..."
I sigh. I frown back.
Should I allow it?
It will maybe be really weird and I may not be able to keep my blush down. I may glow in the dark from it.
It'll be so embarrassing! I would turn even redder!
I'm just blushing from the thought!
"You OK Jerebear? You're a bit red there." Mike taps my should brewing my thoughts and pulling back into the real word.
I cough and cover my face a bit.
"I'm just really cold."
I hope that works.
Wait. Do you turn red when you're cold?
Mike puts the blanket on his and my shoulders. "That help?"
I nod, but I'm still very red.
I sigh and look up at the starry sky.
It looks so beautiful. I never payed attention to it before.
I look at him.
The way the moon is set in a way to where it makes glow. Sorta like an angel.
It makes him look beautiful also. It makes me want to see more and stare at him forever.
Then I see him smirk.
Then I realize, he noticed my staring... And I burst out blushing again.
"Something worth looking at for so long?" Mike chuckles.
"The way you look in the moonlight. It looks nice. I wish you can see for yourself, so I don't seem like a creep." I chuckle a little back.
This time Mike turned red.
"You blushing or really cold?" I smirk at him.
"Shut up Mr. Fitzgerald." He turns ever darker with blush.
"Nope." I look at where we're at. "Top of the hill already?"
"Yep. Let's set up." He takes the blankets off of us and lays it on the ground.
I start taking stuff out the basket.
"Sandwiches, chips, cookies, mini doughnuts, and our big cup of coffee." I'm mumble as I set them out.
I turn around and Mike's laying on the blanket, staring at me.
I smile at him an sits down beside him.
"I have candles if it gets dark. I don't really like the dark." He tells me.
"Who does? Except for weirdos."
I lay down and hug myself for warmth.
I feel an arm go under my head.
"Sit up to make this easier." Mike commands me.
I sit up, curious as to why I was demanded to.
Mike sits up along with me. Then puts an arm around my shoulder and pulls me closer to him.
"Getting any warmer? I know I am." He takes a sandwich and starts eating.
"Yeah. Though the coffee will help better." I take that.
"Hey, don't drink it all." He demands.
"I won't. How can I even drink it all? I don't have a monster stomach."
I sigh and look at the sky.
The blood moon is out. The red moon.
I'm wondering how long I just laid in Mike's bed. It wasn't dark when I wasn't in it.
I at a sip and hand it to Mike. He gave me his half eaten sandwich.
"Uh... Do I eat this or just hold it for you?" I look at him.
"Eat it if you want. I'm going start on the cookies." He quickly opens the bag I put them in.
I chuckles and stare at the sandwich. I don't like food going to waste... So I guess I'll eat it.
"Hey. Look up." He forces my head to anyways.
The show start. The sky was lighten up a lot from the shooting stars.
"Wow. I never seen shooting stars, or even this much." I was amazed by this.
Mike chuckles. "Sometimes you need to get out of your normal cycle of life and do something new."
I nod and lean into him, watching the show.
I I felt safe and that feeling I hate so much is coming up from my belly.
The butterflies, sweaty hands, heart racing, ect.
I'm just letting it come this time. I can let it sit.
"You know, you make the best coffee I have ever had. It is the best." Mike takes another sip and hands it to me.
We spent the whole night together watching the show that mother nature decided to give us.
It was when the sun started to come up, when I realized...
Mike fell sleep sometimes and that's why he was leaning on me so hard.
