It was pink. That was the only thought Ryan could muster upon entering Victoria's Secret. He had never been inside and upon entering he was blinded by all the pink. He didn't think it was possible that there were so many shades of pink. Or that women willingly bought g-strings with 4 centimeters squared of fabric for $12. Marissa headed towards the left, where the shades of pink were more playful than the ones on the right. A saleslady started to approach them.

"Welcome to Victoria's Secret, right here we have our Pink! By Victoria's Secret Collection and on the opposite side we have our classic collection. The sizing does run different with Pink! So if you find yourself in need of any assistance, feel free to ask for me, my name is Lauren"

She was your typical California blonde, and she was clearly eyeing Ryan, which clearly made Marissa uncomfortable which made Ryan feel a little flattered on the inside. Not wanting to upset Marissa, who looked uncomfortable and extremely self conscious, Ryan wrapped his arm around her waist and slipped half of his hand into the waistband of her skirt, while the other half rested on her sigh. Marissa's smile was ear to ear, but he pretended not to even notice. She cleared her throat getting ready to speak.

"I need pajamas, and some other stuff."

She wasn't quite articulate and her cheeks were as pink as the walls. He looked away casually and she made her way to the pajamas. She looked through the rack and narrowed it down to a pair of pj pants with the signature pink dogs, or a pair of girlish boxers that had pink and orange polka dots. She held them up to Ryan.

"Which ones are cuter?"

"They look kind of the same, pink, girly, like the polo you bought me"

"Yeah, I though the ones with the dogs were cute too" she said pretending he hadn't even talked.

She grabbed a few long sleeve shirts and 2 tank tops and made her way to the underwear bins while Ryan hastily followed her.

"To make up for the pink polo, chose five", she said as she motioned to the bins.

He looked uncertain, and then just plainly delighted. He looked through all of them. His first choice was a simple bikini style, it was white, but on the back it had adorable pink ruffles. He looked through for a small and set it in the basket Lauren had handed them. Marissa was surprised, she expected something skimpier not something that looked so sweet and innocent. Her eyes met his and gave silent approval. The next was a string bikini with the same pink dog pattern as the pajama pants she had chosen. He tossed them in and she nodded. He then quickly picked a plain pink thong. Marissa couldn't help but let out a giggle with the rapidity at which he did it. Next he chose a skimpy g-string with ribbons and tassels. Marissa thought it was adorable. He couldn't find a fifth and so he returned to his favorite style, the innocent bikini with the ruffles on the butt, he got an orange one with pink ruffles. Marissa was surprised that he liked that style so much, it was by far the most conservative but it gave reassured her that she was more than just a toy for him, that she was his girl, even though it didn't always seem like it.

They paid in relative silence, comfortable silence, and as they walked out the store Ryan remembered what Marissa had said about always having to make the first move, he swiftly reached down for her hand and wrapped his own around it. Ryan's phone vibrated in his back pocket. He flipped it out and read what appeared to be a text message.

"You hungry?"

"I had that pretzel but yeah, a little. Why?"

"Well, that message was from Seth and apparently you can't go back to you apartment tonight, which means that at this rate we will have little Seths and Summers running around in a year."

Marissa laughed.

"So you apparently are staying at my place tonight", Ryan continued, "and so I was thinking that instead of going out to eat I could cook for you maybe"

"Yeah. But can we go now? My feet are kinda tired and I am actually starving"

The drive back to Ryan's apartment was immensely uneventful, filled with small talk about work and school. They only took two classes at the university, one together, generally about architecture and design, and one apart specializing in what they specialized. They found themselves in the parking lot to their building but they just sat in the car laughing for some more time, there was no point in rushing.

They made their way up to the apartment and Ryan pulled out some pots and pans and put some pasta and meat sauce to boil on the oven. He poured to glasses of wine handed one to Marissa and she went to sit herself in the living room, he followed her lead. He was disappointed when she sat on a lounge chair instead of the couch. The silence became uncomfortable.

"Why do we become so distant after being so close?" Marissa asked, she didn't look up she simply continued to swirl the wine in her cup almost afraid of his response.

Ryan thought of his possibilities to answer the question, he could answer truthfully and seriously which would probably result in fighting in screaming, or he could pull a Seth and make it playful. He decided that the latter would definitely work better in this scenario.

"Maybe we are far 'cause you decided to sit all the way over there."

He raised an eyebrow as he said it, adding to the cockiness. She didn't say anything she simply smiled. She stood up and walked over to where Ryan was sitting on the couch and set her wine glass down next to his. She then strategically sat herself so that half of her was on him, and the other half was on the couch. She then grabbed one of his hands and tucked it into the crevice between her thighs.

"Is this better?" Marissa whispered into his ear.

He couldn't muster a response, and simply closed his eyes and nodded. She laughed and the sound of her laughter made him open his eyes. And in that moment, all felt right.

I really wanted to keep writing but I have school tomorrow and stuff. So this is it, sorry?

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