A/N: Hey guys! I'm back! I'm so sorry I missed last week's update, I just didn't have anything prepped :P Should be good from now on though! So here's something fluffy to make up for it?

Here ya go:

Water. He loved the water, always had. It was one of his favorite things, lakes, oceans, hell even a swimming pool. He was drawn to water. And has he glided through the water, his strokes clean and powerful, he smiled internally. As much as he loved to swim he hadn't been given that many opportunities growing up. But he had always managed to find a way, mostly sneaking in, to do so.

He reveled in the feeling as the timer went off indicating it was time to stop. He didn't want to, but he hefted himself out of the pool. Then again, a hot shower sounded nice.

He loved to help people. And as he walked down the street, hair still a bit damp from his swim he ran into an old lady clearly in need of some help. With some difficulty and broken English, he managed to find out she was from the Dominican Republic and she needed to find her nephew's house. He directed her easily and refused her attempts and repaying him.

He simply wanted to help people. It made him feel good, knowing someone was better off because of him. It was one of his favorite feelings.

The pen. His hand inevitably found it's way to the pen and he started fiddling as he continued his walk home. The pen was from his father and represented an entirely different side of him. It was valued for that reason. Of course, the power behind it wasn't a bad thing either.

He felt the cool plastic of the tip as he ran his thumb across it. This pen had saved his life, and the lives of the ones he cared about. It definitely made it to his list of favorite things.

He unlocked the door and the smell of warm cookies greeted him. He grinned, eagerly making his way to the plate of blue cookies resting on the table. And boy did he love blue cookies. It was more than the amazing taste (and they tasted beyond amazing) it was his mom's thing. And his mom easily topped his favorite person list.

Blue cookies were a way to combat the horrors of his stepdad. They were a fight won and hardships overcome. And the tasted amazing. Yeah, blue cookies were definitely a favorite.

And as he stood there munching through the cookies he thought that that was a pretty concise list of a few of his favorite things. Of course, he loved sleeping in, most food, hanging out with friends, the usual. But these are what made him, well him.

And with that concluding thought he let the matter go for a brief second before the door opened revealing his favorite head of blonde hair, striking gray eyes, soft lips, and gorgeous face.

She laughed at his frozen expression as she set down the groceries and he realized that his list of favorite things would be a book if he started with her.

So he left the book for another time and instead moved to wrap his arms around her giggling form and pull her in for a kiss.

Oh, kissing her might be his all-time favorite thing.

A/N: So what did you guys think? Did you like it? What are some of your favorite things? It's a question that I just asked myself and my mind is blanking, there is so much, but what are the things you love that really define you? Let me know!

Please Review! I'd love to hear you thoughts! And as always, thanks for reading!

See ya! :)