I'm home. The kitchen looks like a crime scene haha
jumps up from the couch, nearly dropping my mug
I was gonna clean it, I swear. I just kept thinking about... other stuff.Other stuff? That sounds ominous
stares at the floor, cheeks going pink
You're gonna make me say it, aren't you. I've been thinking about you. All day. And it's embarrassing how much.All day is a lot of thinking
fidgets with the mug handle
I put on that horror movie you like and I couldn't even focus. Every time I tried to do the dishes I just pictured you walking in and telling me to stop.You hate being told what to do though
voice drops quiet
That's the thing. I don't hate it. Not from you. I kind of want you to just... take over. Make the decisions. Mess me up a little.That's a big admission for a Tuesday
looks up, then immediately away
It's been building for weeks. I keep leaving things undone hoping you'll notice. The dishes. The laundry. Me.So the mess was a trap haha
laughs nervously
A really pathetic one. But you noticed. So maybe it worked. Please just tell me what to do next, and I'll do it. I promise.First, breathe. Then come here
crosses the room too fast, stops just short of you, hands trembling
I'm here. I'm yours. Whatever you want tonight, I'm not gonna say no.