Gosh, long time without a new oneshot. Sorry guys ): I kind of went through a phase where I hated writing oneshots, but I think I just hated writing songfic-oneshots so I'm going to go back to doing whatever like I've done a few times. My goal for this summer is to get to 100 Eclare oneshots so hopefully I can get there. I know I still have a long way to go!

Btw, for anyone who is wondering since there seems to be a Team Eclare, Team Emo and Team Cake war going on, I will always be 100% Eclare. I have loved several various couples from different shows and celebrities and whatnot, but I have never loved a couple as much as I have loved Eclare! I will always have hope for them! But if it came right down to it and I had to choose which couple I liked better, Cake or Emo, it would be Cake. I just know Imogen isn't going to be good for Eli and I'm sure a lot of other people feel the same way! Though, I don't see Clare and Jake working out that well either. He seems like either a rebound or a just a hookup/fling.

Anyways, my inspiration for this oneshot came from a lock. Like an actual combination lock. You'll see why. (:

Eli and I hauled the last bit of junk to the curb. We were both carrying heavy boxes and I could feel my arms starting to give out. I groaned, exasperated, and dropped the box onto the pavement. Eli was just setting his box down at the edge of his driveway when he noticed me struggling and ran back over to me and picked up my box. He smirked as he started to walk back towards the end of the driveway.

"Too much for you, Blue Eyes?" he called over his shoulder.

I crossed my arms. "Uh, yeah. What did we put in that box? A body?"

Eli chuckled as he set the box on top of the other one. "Yeah. We found it under my bed, remember?"

I laughed. "Well, thanks for saving me from that box. Both of my arms would have fallen off if I had to carry that the rest of the way."

Eli was staring at the boxes, then turned around and smirked.

"Isn't that why you love me? Because of my incredible strength and muscles?" he tried to joke, but his tone didn't sound like his usual fake thrasonical voice that he used whenever we had playful moments like this. I frowned, feeling like such a jerk for joking around.

"Awh, Eli. I'm so sorry I know this is probably weird for you right now and I shouldn't be acting like this-" Eli cut me off with a small, sad-ish smirk as he walked over to me.

"Clare," he said, standing in front of me "It's okay."

I sighed. "Sorry."
"Stop that." he said, his lips turning up into a bigger smirk-smile. "I'm glad it's all over now. It was just weird knowing those were the last boxes."

He paused. "We finally did it!" he said, sounding happier.

I smiled up at him.

"You mean you did." I paused. "I'm so proud of you."

Eli just chuckled lightly. "I couldn't have done it without you."
I jabbed a finger into his chest lightly. "Now it's your turn to stop it. This is your moment. Don't bring me into it and spoil it."

He held up his hands defensively. "Hey, it's true though. I'd still be buried under a pile of stuff if it weren't for you."

I shut him up by kissing him lightly on the lips. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I wrapped mine around his neck. We pulled away after several seconds, but kept in the sweet embrace. I rested my head on his chest, but looked back up at him when a thought popped into my head.

"Actually Eli, there's still something else you have to do." I said, pulling away from him but grabbing his hand and dragging him back towards his house.

"What?" he asked, surprised. I opened the front door and we walked over to the stairs.

"It's actually the biggest part, but I know you can do it." I said, as we started walking up the stairs. I felt Eli's hand tighten around mine.

"What are you talking about?" he asked, holding on to me tight enough that I couldn't continue on to the next step. I looked down at him, his eyes frantically searching mine for an answer. I immediately felt terrible and stepped back down and cupped his face.

"The lock, Eli." I whispered. Eli relaxed a bit but he looked down at the floor.

Then all of a sudden he stepped around me and led me up the stairs. I followed him to the end of the hallway, where his room was. He stood by the door, and grabbed the unlocked lock off the door.

He stared at it for a few seconds, then placed it in my hand. I closed my hand around it.

Eli was still staring at the door. I pushed the door open slightly.

"You don't need it anymore." I said, putting the lock in my pocket. He looked at me and I smiled.

"You don't need the lock to keep me out anymore." I lightly joked. Eli sort of smirked and I grabbed both of his hands. "Because I'll just break in anyways."
He laughed and we stepped into his newly cleaned room and he shut the door behind us.

We both took a minute to look around the room. It was clean and organized, with plenty of space. I glanced at Eli and I knew he was still a little overwhelmed and probably still would be for a long time.

Eli let out a long sigh and I sat down on his bed. He walked over and sat down next to me.

"You're right. The lock actually was the biggest part." he said. I wrinkled my brow.

"Because it was like a security blanket typed thing or something?" I guessed. Eli shook his head and smirked.

"No." he paused. "Because it means I have nothing else I have to hide."

A/N: Hope you liked all that fluff (: I know the Eli hoarding stuff is old but I always have liked writing about it. Please review!