8 Mic-drop or DNA? How about both

A/n

The songs used will not be in chronological order. Just remember it's an au, and if you prefer a different song, just imagine that one. Happy reading

Tyler's touch is magical, I still feel phantom fingers rubbing and sliding into me, I regard him silently. If I choose dare, it's going to be bad, but the truth is equally bad. Which one is the best option. A smile is slowly creeping on his face the longer it takes to answer. "Afraid?", he asks me, his whole face lighting up with glee and a devious glint comes to his eyes. With him I'm not going to survive with either option, I take a sip of my drink to dispel the dryness in my mouth, which doesn't work. My mouth feels even more dry, making it hard to swallow, how is that possible? "Afraid? No not afraid, just trying to decide if I want to fly again, or postpone it. Okay, truth." The boys snicker at my reply and Tyler looks absolutely giddy, weird, I thought he would be disappointed. "What was that about the kiss with Jay's dare?", he looks like he really wants to know, why is not clear to me, maybe because he and I haven't kissed yet and this will help him decide if he wants to kiss or not.

"You really want to know? You're all going to think I'm weird", I slowly look around to gauge the others interest, and I'm taken aback, all just as attentively waiting, wanting to know too. I already kissed three, two I know but the third is still a mystery to me. "Fine, I don't like to start a kiss, a peck is fine, but a real kiss, no", Vere looks confused, "What do you mean?", Vere asks quickly, "well, I like to be kissed, and not kiss. I like not knowing when a kiss will happen or how, or where. When I start, I will know exactly when, how and where", I shrug my shoulders, "weird I know."

"No not weird", Xavier speaks up, "a kiss just might not happen when the other doesn't know it's a thing for you, right?", I nod, "it happened once or twice", I say with a laugh "it was awkward as fuck. Me constantly wondering why he wouldn't kiss me, and he probably felt the same." My laughter dies down and a comfortable silence comes over us. It's getting late and some are yawning, getting tired, "how about we continue this another time?", I question the boys. They agree, some get up to head in , others finish their drink first, "I'll clean up. Goodnight guys", I bid them farewell and when I'm finally alone, I lay back down and watch the stars, smoking another joint. That was my first orgasm given by someone else, wow so much better than my own hand, or toy, my former sex partners were stupid, or I wasn't that attracted to them, either way someone else's touch is so much better, I realize that now. I'm glad, and hope for more. You know how water looks just before it starts to boil? That's what I feel running through my veins, it feels amazing, they make me feel amazing. So glad I got the chance to meet them. When I get cold, I head to bed myself, I take a quick shower and do the rest of my nighttime routine. When I slip between the sheets, naked, I actively relax every muscle in my body, hoping it'll help me fall asleep sooner. It's wishful thinking of course, and it takes a long time before I finally drift off. Even sleeping my mind doesn't leave me alone, dreaming about them sexually, then it's just one of them, to finally switching back to all of them.

After a restless night I wake up, later than normally. I get up, get dressed and go to the kitchen. No one is here, but I hear them, sitting at the table, eating and having fun. "Good morning", I greet them, "Good morning", Vere says happily, "come sit here?", and he pulls the chair between him and Xavier. The others greet me as well, as I sit down on the offered chair, Vere grinning widely. Conversation resumes, and I opt to listen rather than to participate. They are discussing which song to choose for tomorrow, to learn the dance to. I'm not a big breakfast eater, so I eat some fresh fruit with yogurt, my favorite. After breakfast, we clean and when we finish, the boys go do their own thing, as do I.

I feel in the mood to paint, so I get everything I need and head outside to pick my spot. I don't feel like painting the landscape, I feel like painting how I feel. I zone out and my limbs take over, not thinking about what I'm doing, instead just doing it. I don't realize I have gathered an audience, Vere and Adam are watching me, seated behind me. After four hours, I put the brush down and look at my work as a whole, and what I see are two big, brown eyes staring back at me.

I recognize them right away. I'm wondering if the others would too, the detail of the eyes is mind-blowing, I didn't know I knew his eyes that well. A vague outline of a nose is seen, And those lips, They're gorgeous, deep pink in color, corners turned down a little in a relaxed state, just so kissable. "So, Tyler is on your mind? Even after our kiss?", Adam asks me, I turn my head and take an involuntary step back, I didn't realize he was this close. He steps with me, and puts his hands on the small of my back, trapping me. He takes a step closer, leans in and kisses me, slowly at first, feeling my lips with his. My hands travel over his chest up to his collar, grabbing it. Feeling my reaction spurs him on and he probes the seam of my mouth with his tongue aggressively. I moan feeling the soft, yet firm muscle trying to get access to my mouth, automatically parting my lips, and he pulls me tight against him, sliding in and tasting, he pulls me up more, I'm on tip-toe, he is so tall, he growls dangerously, "jump", he says and I obey immediately, jumping up and wrapping my legs around his waist. He hums contently, seemingly happy with his access to my mouth, the height difference overcome, he deepens the kiss more. His large hands on the back of my thighs, squeezing, and pulling me more into him. It doesn't leave him unaffected and he pokes himself into me, right where it does the most damage, and pleasure zings up from my core to every body part. His hands slide to my ass, and I hook my feet to cling to him. With each ass-cheek in a hand, he rolls my hips into him. I rip my head back, gasping much needed air, but he growls, so I look back at him, the need and yearning I see turns me on more, "you're on my mind too, don't worry", I whisper in his ear, my voice filled with lust and need. Our heads turn to each other and he looks at my lips, my tongue slides over them to wet them. His lips look swollen and juicy with a beautiful red tint. He groans, closes his eyes and crashes them to mine again, diving right in. The kiss turns more heated and I can't stop moaning into his mouth. He eats them up greedily, someone clears his throat and I pull back at the sound, panting, trying to still my heart and catching my breath. I unhook my feet and let my legs down, he released his hold on me a little so I could slide down his body till I'm on my feet. I step back and just look at him, mouth slightly parted, breathing quickly. I miss his hands already, and the heat of his mouth and tongue, I groan internally and my mind is hazy and foggy with lust. Vaguely I see the others behind Adam, looking amused. But not Quinn, he has no expression, 'what's his problem? Jealous? No, he doesn't act jealous, I don't know, he just confuses me'. I step forward again, grabbing his neck and pulling him down, so his ear is level with my mouth, I blow on his ear shell and I feel him shudder in delight, "I've thought about our kiss last night, and I will be thinking back on this one too." I turn around, grab the still drying canvas and art supplies, say bye and head into the house. I needed to get away from him, and the others, otherwise it would've turned into another live sex show like last night.

One of the members POV

As I watch her run away from Adam, I long to follow her and kiss her, but it has to be more special than the other two I know about. Thinking back on the first time I saw her, I wanted to kiss her right away, something in me telling me she is mine. Never before had a girl that kind of attraction over me, my head is just dizzy with it. I didn't mind I wasn't the one who found her, He did. I was curious about what he was looking at every morning so I joined him, that was the first time I saw her, stealing the air away so I couldn't breath. She looked like she was faintly glowing with light in various, and ever changing colors. She was watching some boys freestyle in front of the dance studio, lightly rocking to the beat. I joined him every morning after that. Then I finally got a closer look at the club while she performed, again the air got stolen, she mesmerized me completely. The feeling burning through me, telling me she's mine, has my hands itching to make her mine physically. Later that night, during the car ride to the hotel I was shocked when Xavier told us that the girl in the middle, her, my vixen, is joining us tomorrow because apparently she is the choreographer and Mike's best friend. I was quite nervous the next day, I couldn't sleep that night, so I was a little more tired than normal, but when she walked in, I was wide awake, stealing my complete focus. The sound of her voice is beautiful, and her laugh even more so, very melodious, giving me a warm feeling flowing through my veins. When Mike asked her if she had sex, I got jealous, 'she's mine' screamed through my head. I was so relieved when she told us she hadn't. But she did kiss someone, Almost all of us shifted when the kiss was brought up, making me think it was one of us. Not me unfortunately, but I'll find out who it was. Her hair is long, and a mix between curly and wavy, black with the ends in purple and teal. Big, almond shaped eyes, the edge of her iris is a dark deep blue, like the depths of the ocean, and the blue becomes lighter the closer you get to the pupil, ending with light baby blue, specked with jade, making her eyes sparkle always. A small button nose and full lips in a natural pout, looking plump and juicy, and so damn kissable, the need to kiss her grows every time I look at them. She has me on edge, never knowing what comes out of her mouth, she has shocked me in the beginning, but now I can't wait to hear what she has to say. The sexual tension is high between me and her, but also between her and my friends. I thought I would feel jealous but I didn't feel jealous when she kissed Adam. Nor the kiss before that, I was genuinely happy for them and her. That doesn't mean I didn't wish it was me kissing her, but no jealousy. I'm clearly on her mind too, judging by the painting. I've never seen my own eyes that big, but she has talent. The others lounged around the backyard but I went back into the house, I climbed the stairs, went to my room and grabbed clean clothes and went to the shower. Turning it as hot as possible, I strip and get under the spray. I palm myself right away, thinking of her and how beautiful she is when she cums. I'm rock hard, and I know the release is only temporary, not really helping, but I can't help myself. She turns me on, I just want to fuck her, sliding my cock snug up into her and staying there for the rest of my life. Thinking about how I'm going to fuck my little vixen has me orgasming, spilling my cum down the drain, my breaths sounding loud and desperate to my own ears. When I'm able to breath more calmly, I wash myself, rinse off and get out. I dry myself and put on some boxers and sweatpants. I didn't bring a shirt, feeling my skin burn. I finish in the bathroom and get out, I walk towards my room and when I'm level with the stairs, she steps down from the last step right in front of me, "hi", she says, her eyes stray to my lips, before going down, seeing my shirtless appearance makes her gulp, and her eyes shoot up to mine. She nods her head trying to walk on, going downstairs, I grab her upper arm, spin her and push her up against the wall. I close the space between us right away, so she can't get away. when she slammed into the wall she gave a little "oof", but otherwise she is frozen still, waiting for me. I bury my head in her neck and just breathe her in. so fucking delicious, everything about her is just so fucking delicious. My mind has trouble keeping up with the thoughts and emotions running through me. I'm hard, again, oh god I crave her touch, taste, heat, passion, smell, feel, I'm overwhelmed with all that I want from her. I lightly kiss her neck up to her ear, reaching right behind her earlobe, has her moaning, so I suck the spot. She squirms and moans low and long, grabbing my biceps, squeezing, egging me on, "little vixen, what you do to me. I just want to fuck you till you cum all over my cock", I whisper softly, "the way Adam held you made me wish I could fuck you like that. would you like that, little vixen?" I suck her ear, and not waiting for an answer grab her ass, "Jump up", she does and her legs go around my waist, I push her up against the wall to help me balance her and start to grind my cock against her core. My breathing turns heavy and caresses her ear. I can see the goosebumps break out over her skin. With every roll and grind of my cock, she moans in my ear, "fuck."

I keep her against the wall, grinding and right before I reach my high, I stop, letting her down and stepping back. I pull my hands back, even though I don't want to, I just want to keep holding her, she fits very nicely in my arms, small and so soft and feminine. Her whole demeanor is dazed and drugged and she stares at me with obvious lust and yearning. I want to kiss her before I fuck her, and that has to be special. I need to leave before I lose control. I grin at her, realizing she still hasn't answered me, but I don't care, I will get my answer another time. With that I leave her and go to my room. Once the door closes I release the breath I was holding and let myself fall on my bed, face down on the pillow, I moan into the pillow when I rub my hard cock on my bed. I turn on my side facing the wall, so my back is to the door, should my roommate come in, he wouldn't see the hard-on I'm sporting. I close my eyes and relax, eventually falling asleep. The door crashing against the wall wakes me up violently, I'm sitting on the bed, glaring at my roommate, "Why the fuck did you do that?", I growl angrily, "sorry, I tripped and fell against the door. Didn't mean to wake you up", he apologizes. "go back to sleep, I just came to get my phone. It must be here, I can't find it downstairs." I lay back down and watch him go through his things. My mind is still on kissing her, and on the kiss I don't know anything about. "I had an interesting conversation this morning. You wanna hear about it?" I ask him while I sit up again and move to the edge. "Sure", he says, still looking for his phone. "I heard you weren't in the bathroom when we were looking for you at the club. Everyone knows you weren't there but we let it slide. This morning's conversation made me realize something", He freezes as soon as he hears what it is about. He slowly turns around and his eyes cast quickly to the door checking if he can make a quick getaway. I shift slightly, telling him that I'm not going to let him go this easily, "It was you. You kissed her in the club, but she doesn't know, am I right? I know I'm right, so, spill what happened?" I accuse him, and he gulps and turns red, aha I have him right were I want him. The mystery will be revealed. "Fine", he sighs, "you caught me. Yes it was me. When I saw her at the club, I just followed her without a plan, and when she went into that room, I just pushed her in. The darkness took my restrictions and I just kissed her. Maybe a little dry-humping but that's it. She tastes fucking amazing and I just want to keep kissing her. You saw Adam this afternoon, he feels the same" he finishes his story. I'm a little shocked, but it was expected, he always beats me. "Please keep this to yourself, I want to see if she'll recognize me when I kiss her again", he pleads me, bringing his hands together like in prayer. "Sure, I'll keep it to myself. You think she kissed anyone else yet or just the three?" I curiously ask him. He lifts his shoulders like he doesn't know, and resumes his search for his phone. When he finally finds it he goes to the door, "You think we all want her?", He asks me before he opens the door. "I believe so. You jealous?", I'm looking at his eyes, trying to see jealousy, but I don't find any. "No", he says, "Funnily no jealousy. You?" he asks back. "No, me neither, weird don't you think?", He shakes his head at my question, "no I don't think it's weird, it's just pure lust, and with lust there is no need or room for jealousy", and with that he leaves the room , and me alone. I recline my head on the headboard and think deeply. At some point I fell asleep, although I don't recall it happening.

Kaiden wakes me up, I can see it's much later, it's dark outside, "dinner is ready", he says. "I'll be right down", I swing my legs over the side of the bed and rub my eyes with my hands, to get rid of the sleep still clinging to them. "Okay, see you soon", and with that he leaves the room. I put on a shirt and follow after Kaiden. Reaching the kitchen has my mouth watering from the delicious smell coating the air, walking on I reach the dining table, completely decked out with steaming hot food. "Who made this?", I ask Adam, who is sitting next to me as I plop down on the chair, he shrugs his shoulders, "I just got here myself. Smells fucking amazing though." The others agree, "I cooked. I hope you'll like it", a quiet voice says and I look up, right at Nadja, standing in the doorway. 'She looks good enough to eat' I think. I groan at myself, I completely forget the delicious food right in front of me when she is near. She walks closer, placing a last plate with food on the table before taking the seat right opposite of me. "Dig in", she says with a laugh, conversations around me start up, but I'm content with just eating and watching her. After dinner and the clean up, she grabs Adams, and my wrist and starts to drag us somewhere, "You can follow me too", she says to the person blocking her, "I couldn't help but notice you're a little bored, right?", we nod our heads, smiling sheepishly. She pulls us to a door I didn't notice before, she opens it and pushes us through. There are stairs leading down, stopping in a hallway with multiple doors leading somewhere. She bypasses us and we follow her, and she opened a couple of doors, "Enjoy, use it how you see fit", and with that she is gone before any of us can say thank you. All kinds of games and activities are available down here, indoor pool, pool table, Foosball table, arcade, gym and it goes on and on. We're going to enjoy ourselves down here, and the stay just got so much better.

Nadja's POV

Monday morning already, I've survived the weekend, but just barely. Today, they will learn a new dance. I'm curious which song they choose. I get out of bed and take a shower and do the rest of my morning routine. Getting downstairs I hear laughter coming from the dining table, so I make my way over to them, "good morning, you guys ready for a new dance?" They halfheartedly say yes, and Tyler looks down right pissed. It makes me laugh, I know he doesn't like to do complex dances, but unfortunately for him no easy dances this time. I eat my usual breakfast, meanwhile texting Mike to go get the rest of the guys I got to help me teach the boys, and meet us at the studio. After breakfast, we file into my car and I drive over to the studio. Vere and Jay are filled with infectious jittery energy with the prospect of learning something new. By the time we reach the studio, everyone, except Tyler and Quinn, are filled with the same jittery energy. I park the car and the boys get out and head inside. I lock my car and follow them. Somehow, and even with the jittery energy, everyone still displays the Monday blues, No one is talking to fill up the silence. I don't mind the silence, I like silence, it helps me think. When we reach the studio, Mike and the others are there already and greetings are exchanged. Mike hugs me, "you haven't texted me once this weekend. Everything is okay?", it's sweet how he worries for me. I nod my head, but say, "a lot has happened, I'll text later okay?" He isn't happy, but nods anyway, he knows it's no use pestering me, I won't give in, no matter what. He just has to wait till I'm ready, which isn't necessarily today, and he knows that too. Seven boys take a seat, while the rest of us stays on the dance floor, Mike heads over to the sound system. "So, you guys decided on a song?", I ask Adam, he looks at the others, "well", he starts, "we're a little divided on that front. See, half of us wants to see Mic-drop, while the other half wants to see DNA", he scratches his chin, looking apologetic at me. "No problem. Do you want to see both first before deciding?", I propose, hoping to make the choice easier for them. "That would be great", Jay happily says, while clapping his hands.

Mike first starts DNA, so we dance that one first, when we finish the boys let me know they like it very much. Now it's time for Mic-drop, Mike selects the song and when the music starts we move, after 30 seconds, Jay jumps up, yelling at the others, "That one, please", I told you it would be awesome. "Please I want this one first", a heated discussion happens and we wait patiently for the verdict, Mike has stopped the music when Jay jumped up, and no music automatically makes us stop too. Then Jay jumps around enthusiastically, looks like he got his way, he freezes at my question, "the original or the remix?", his face falls a little, "there's a difference?", Adam and Xavier ask me in horror. The look on their faces makes me smile brightly, "oh yes, most definitely." I don't bother explaining the difference, they will see it for themselves. After a second discussion they pick the remix. So we show that one, and it has all of them excited, although Adam and Xavier look apprehensive. "Don't worry", I tell them, "you two got this." They want to see it two more times, and after that we start to work, me teaching and them learning. The team and Mike help as well, and the guys make real progress. Just before lunch, Mike leaves to get food, which gets devoured in no time by the hungry, tired boys. Then it's back to work, they work hard, and are relentless, trying to perfect everything they do. I find myself admiring them multiple times during the day. Around 5 pm we stop and go back to my place. All run upstairs to relax and shower before dinner. This becomes our routine for the next few weeks, Monday through Friday at least, the weekend is for relaxing. On the first Friday, we decided to take out dinner tonight, so we placed the order online at the studio. Just when I reach the ground floor, the doorbell rang, I open and take the food, giving the delivery guy a tip, we say goodbye and I close the door.

I place the food on the table and set plates and cutlery. I then text them in the group-chat, we created that dinner's here. I get the drinks and sit down, waiting for them to arrive. My belly rumbles and I'm waiting impatiently, willing them to hurry up. The first one comes down, He takes the seat next to me, "Can I steal you away after dinner?", he whispers in my ear. When he sits straight again, the others file in one by one, bringing a clean smell with them, having all showered. Dinner is pleasant, and everyone enjoys the food. Afterwards we clean everything up and the boys go, to either watch TV, play games, read, or do whatever. He waits with me till we're alone and leads me where he wants to show me something. He sits me down before he places headphones on my ears, "I made this for you", he covers my ears and starts the song. The melody is haunting, and filled with longing. Then the lyrics start, and he uses his most sexy voice, very husky, making me wet with the first sound. He watches my face intently for any kind of reaction. The lyrics are very sexual, telling me what he wants to do to me, and what he wants me to do to him. If my face would show me blushing I would be red now. It's dirty, sexy, heady and takes my mind to all the things I want him to do to me. My breath catches and I'm overcome with demanding need and lust burning through me. When the song finishes my heart is in overdrive again and my chest heaves up and down, breathing rapidly. I take the headphones off of my ears and give them back, "that was very graphically worded", I try to get some saliva flowing in my mouth, but just like the desert it stays dry, "the sound of your voice makes me want you, and paired with those lyrics it's lethal. Thank you, I really like it." His shoulders slump in relief. "Send me a copy, so I can listen to it again when I'm alone and get my hand busy", I whisper seductively before getting up and walking towards the door. I grab the doorknob, but don't turn it, "oh, and Tiger", he looks at me, lips slightly parted, "I would let you, you know", confusion clouds his eyes, "would let me what?", he growls at me, maybe on purpose now he knows what his voice does to me. "Those acts in the song", I turn the doorknob and pull the door open.

I don't get very far, the door gets pushed harshly with his left hand, the other grabs my left shoulder, spinning me and pushing me against the door. His lips crash on mine immediately and they feel soft despite the pressure he uses. They mold around my own and I kiss back, molding mine around his. I want more so I suck his bottom lips and pull back a little, he growls following me to press his lips back against mine. I smile and my lips part, his tongue darted out right away to claim my mouth in a deeper kiss. I let him in, opening my mouth more and he slides his tongue in slowly and lazy, when he can't get in any farther he flicks his tongue up, hitting a spot at the back of my throat, which tickles and sends a shiver down my spine, ripping a low moan from me. You can barely hear it, he eats it hungrily. My hands itch and they find the hem of his shirt, I push my hands underneath, sliding my hands up his sides, my fingers just barely touching, keeping it feather-light. When my arms can't go higher, his arms are in the way, his hands propped next to my head on the door. There is still space between us, and I need to feel him completely against me desperately, I hug him, placing my hands on his shoulders, they feel firm and warm, I pull him flush up to me so every part of him touches me, never breaking the kiss, just to get some air before kissing again. At this point it's a make out session, the heat in the room raises with our body heat. He breaks the kiss, instead he nibbles his way to my ear, "you're mine", and he sucks the spot just behind my ear, it shoots a electrifying bolt right to my aching clit. I squeeze my thighs to get some friction. Of course he notices. I can feel him smiling against my skin. Smug bastard. He flexes his knees and grabs my ass, "jump", my heart jumps violently, I want him so badly. I jump and wrap my legs around him, hooking my feet, he lifted me a little higher, so his cock was right between my legs, right against my clit, creating delicious friction. His lips leave my neck and move over my lips, asking entrance, obliging happily, sliding, tasting, sucking. Our tongues danced to the same rhythm as his hips. His cock straining, pushing the fabric of his jeans into me, it feels so good. I'm drunk on his taste and smell, moans leaving frequently, all eaten up in the kiss, he moans every time he pushes his hips into me, ripping moans from me, and so we're in a loop, created by our desire for each other. He changes his position by moving his right arm under my leg, hooking my leg in his elbow, he then places his hand on the door, quite high, pushing my leg up. His left hand puts my other leg down, making me stand on one leg, on the tip of my toes. This frees his left hand and he wastes no time sliding it underneath my shirt, grabbing my breast right away, we moan both at the contact and my back arches, pushing my nipple into his hand. His touch leaves a trail of fire, burning me alive, such a delicious burn I want more, and it's like he heard me, he pulled back, pulled my shirt off and looked at my bare chest, heaving, nipples hard, begging to be touched, one already a little red from his touch. He licks his lips twice looking at my chest, his head falls back and he heaves air into his lungs, "fuck it", he mutters. I look at him, waiting, he bends down and sucks my nipple, "oh fuck, just...", I cant even finish, at this point he started moving his hips again, sending me right to the edge of the cliff, with the promise of pushing me over, creating a pleasurable free fall, he switches nipples and now his left hand can play with the other, pinching, pulling, rolling, squeezing, creating delicious friction, almost painful, but so fucking good. I whimper with the need to cum, I grab his head and pull him up, crashing his lips to mine, I see his eyebrows lift in surprise just before I close my eyes, I know, he makes me break my own kink, but I need his tongue to do the same as his cock implies. He returns the kiss hungrily, greedy, roughly, adding a lot of teeth.

And then I'm pushed over the edge, falling, my whole body on fire with pleasure, shaking in his arms, he slows his hips, but never stopping. The kiss comes to an end, and he pulls away, breathing heavenly, resting his forehead against mine. "That was some kiss", he chuckles , giving me one last peck, he lets my leg down and I lean against the door, I just need a minute, I swear just one. Who am I kidding, I slide down til my ass hits the floor, making my breasts bounce, his eyes zero in on the soft flesh bouncing in front of him, I laugh at him, typical. His shoulders lift and his eyes say, what?, I giggle and close my eyes leaning back against the door. I don't know what he's doing, but I don't hear anything. The last few minutes play through my head and I smile at myself, "what are you smiling about", he asks. I open my eyes and look for my shirt, when I've found it I crawl towards it, not caring how it makes me look, grabbing it I pull it over my head and get up, "This was great. I was thinking about how happy I am this just happened. You made me feel so, so good. I hope it was as great for you?", I turn and walk to the door, I look back over my shoulder and give him a wink before opening the door and walking out. Disappearing from his view, waiting a little, I pop my head around the door frame and look at him, "we should do this again, and maybe even more", I disappear again and walk to my room.