Noticing the little things.
Work sucks. Getting home that evening, I wanted nothing more than to crawl into the bathroom and take a long, hot bath, then climb into bed and lay there until sleep overtook me. No more thinking, just
But no, of course that didn't happen. My super-hyper boyfriend decided to show up on this evening of all evenings, and declare a "movie night" without asking for my input. I didn't have the heart to throw him out once he threw those puppy dog eyes my way.
Pinching the bridge of my nose, I stepped aside to let him in. Well, maybe I could still get that bath in after he left...
"Aww, baby, what's wrong?" I shut the door behind me after Alfred walked in. He quickly set the movies on the table to free his arms then came over to hug me. He held me loosely at arms length, concern shining in his blue eyes. "You can tell me. I am a hero, after all."
"No, I'm fine." I dismissed him, deciding it was better just to let it go. Work sucks, but that's nothing unusual. Work sucks for 90% of the population, and I was no exception.
He wrinkled his nose a little, a sign that he didn't believe me. "No, you're not. You always pinch your nose when you're upset." He moved one of his hands to poke the bridge of my nose for emphasis. "When I see that, I know something's wrong. So naturally, my hero instincts kick in and I feel the need to save my damsel!" He laughed his 'hero' laugh, and I smiled a little in response, already feeling better.
"Just a crappy day at work." I finally admitted, "Nothing you can save me from."
He grinned widely, his eyes shining so brightly I could practically read the thought in his mind: Challenge accepted.
Within the next moment, I found myself in Alfred's arms, being carried like a princess across my apartment. "Al!" I shrieked in surprise, punching him in the shoulder. "Let me down, you big oaf!" I couldn't stop myself from laughing though, as I looped my arms around his neck for extra support. Not like he needed it though, the man could give a rhinoceros a piggyback ride if he wanted to.
He sat down on the couch with me in his lap. "Wanna know something else?"
My laughing died down to giggles. "What?" I asked.
"When you're really happy, you wrinkle the skin here." He poked the center between my eyes again, "And when you're really laughing, you squint your eyes like Kiku."
I grinned, a fuzzy warm feeling spreading in my stomach. "When'd you become so observant?"
He looked away, pursing his lips in thought. "I don't know, dude. Ever since I realized I was in love with you, I can't help but notice all of these weird little details." He admitted, "Like how you cover your mouth with one hand when you're embarrassed, or how you bite your bottom lip when you're deep in thought, or even when-"
I cut him off with a laugh, "I get it, I get it." The man would go on and on if I gave him the chance, so I decided to intervene before he got too long-winded. I grinned, "I think you've successfully cheered me up, hero."
"Aww," He put on his puppy-dog face, "Already? I was hoping I'd get to phase two of my 'Cheer-The-Damsel-Up' plan."
I rolled my eyes, already having an idea of what was on his mind. "What would that be, hmm?"
His arms tightened around me as a response, and he leaned his face closer to mine. A sly smile perked up the corner of his lips. His blue eyes were half-lidded and shone with affection. "I was hoping," He whispered, his sweet lips only centimeters away from mine. "That we," He lightly touched his forehead to mine, and I closed my eyes in expectation. Our hot breaths intermingled, and I could smell the last thing he ate. A hamburger, no doubt. "
Could so totally have a horror movie marathon tonight! That'll cheer you right up. I mean, how can you be sad when you watch a horror movie? It's more like, man, I'm glad I'm not that guy. Am I right, or what?" He laughed obnoxiously, and I facepalmed.
Oh, Alfred. It was a darn good thing I loved that stupid man.