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[iparkedmycar]

If you asked him, Cooper honestly couldn't tell you what this movie is about. he's been lying watching it, sure, but he's been intensely aware of Alexis' body against his, her head on his shoulder. His fingers are twisted in her long red hair. The credits roll and he clears his throat, craning his neck to look down at her, clearing his throat.

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[turnedoutfine]

Snuggled comfortably into Cooper's side, Alexis tilted her face up towards Cooper and pretended to contemplate his question. "Well, I don't know," she said slowly, dragging out the last word slightly. "My dad might be in some kind of late-night hut rebuilding frenzy and then we'd both get roped into it."

She turned into him a little more, a stroke of inspiration coming to her that made her both nervous and excited. In the back of her mind, it occurred to her that it was their three week anniversary, even though Alexis wasn't the kind of person who wanted to celebrate those kinds of minor milestones.

She worried her lower lip briefly, then just went ahead and asked before she chickened out. "You know, I haven't seen your room yet."

[iparkedmycar]

He freezes for a moment, because he's absolutely certain that he doesn't want to misunderstand what she's saying, here. He studies her face for a long moment, head tilted slightly on one side. He's ninty-eight percent sure that she's saying what he thinks she's saying.

"...You actually haven't," he says starting to move. "You want to?"

[turnedoutfine]

Even though she was pretty sure she was okay with this, that she trusted Cooper not to push her further than she wanted to go, Alexis was nervous. She hesitated, then pushed herself to her feet and turned to catch Cooper's hand in hers. "Yeah," she said, giving his hand a little tug. "Yeah, I do."

[iparkedmycar]

He shoves the rest of his way to his feet, her hand in hers, fingers twining together. It's a few flights of stairs down to his room and he doesn't really say anything on the way down there, a sudden stab of desire leaving him without much to say. He does squeeze her fingers though.

"I mean, it's not much," he says pushing the curtain aside and leading her in.

At least he thought to make his bed this morning.