She instead clung to his side. "Carry me there, we can shower together. Also I thought you didn't drink?" She asked with confusion in her voice, looking at him. Suddenly the cat, which had finished eating, came running into the room and sat in Evelyn's room. "You missed me didn't you beautiful?" Her eyes softened at the cat, and she began to pet it. It was obvious she adored this cat very,very much as she began to baby talk it once more. (Warning Evelyn is a horny drunk. So.)
“I didn’t say I was gonna get alcoholic drinks, did I?” He spoke before he slowly stood up from the couch and picked her up in a way that she was facing him with her waist to his hips. His hands were on her thighs as to not encourage some weird thoughts this early in the morning.
“Also, do we need to clean Precious as well?” He asked, looking down at the cat as it followed them around.
(Ooh… interesting…)
(yis) "Precious? She's fine. She'll claw our feet up anyways. She can get a bath on her own." Evelyn sat in his arms. "ALEXA! Turn off the music." And thus the music paused. "I won it at a drinking completion. Fucking love my Alexa." She nodded.
“Dear lord, you must be a great drinker,” he laughed softly, carrying her and himself to the bathroom. He wanted to let her down on her feet but he could that she was going to fall if he did sat.
“I’ll take your… panties off for you, alright?” He spoke, undressing himself somewhat.
(I don’t think we need to go deeper into the details here as to what’s happening? XD)
(Cmon shower smut? Her legs already can barely stand up. Don't do it.) "Nope I've got it." She took them off and turned on the shower, humming softly to herself. She definitely was very musical for sure, constantly lost in the world of music. At the sound of the shower water, the cat ran off into another room right next to Evelyn's. The cat knew how to open doors but not to close them, and left the sparkly, pink, little space room. (Yis reveal him to her smolness. Solution to why the cat can open the little space room but not her bedroom door. Her bedroom door is up higher than the other rooms door, and the cat is lazy and also got scared of the weird sounds coming from Mommy's bedroom) She honestly wouldn't have minded him dressing, as he had offered earlier, but was still unsure how he'd react to ALL of her. So she suffered, as she stepped into the water and began to wash her hair. The pink had begun to fade and already she was wondering what color to dye it next, not focused at all really on Connor.
(God, she’s adorable XD)
When the water ran, he helped her up. By that, it meant that he held her shoulders just enough that her body wasn’t falling down on the ground. And although his body was entertaining the thought of something very… interesting, his mind knew that he shouldn’t do anything like that here.
“Be careful, it is a bit slippery,” he mentioned, looking down at the ground.
"Well duh Connor it's a fucking shower." She rinsed out her hair and squeezed past him so she could get the body wash. She began to scrub herself, before realizing she was too sore to even really bend down. "Uh Connor? Can I have some help? I can't wash my legs…it hurts too much. And don't go do anything fishy I'm not afraid to drown you." She hid her shyness with her brutal nature everything from the waist up covered in soap. She then handed him the bottle of body wash. (WHADDYA MEAN?)
Connor sighed softly, shaking his head as he knelt down in front of her. He didn’t even say anything, he just helped her wash her legs. He did look up to meet her gaze at one point though, smiling softly at her before he stood up straight to beside her. “There we go…” he spoke softly with his morning deep tone.
(Did I stutter?)
"Thank you love." A strange thought of him doing the same but with a ring in his hands crossed her mind. She quickly shook her head, and smiled, kissing his cheek, and gave him a hug. "You spoil me rotten you know that?" She giggled, and grabbed the shampoo and conditioner 2 in 1 she uses, and began to scrub his head, standing on her tippy toes to do so. (Okay yes she is adorbs)
“I do… and I don’t think I’ll change how I treat you?” He chuckled softly as she tiptoed up to his hair.
“Please don’t be too rough on my hair, it’s my crown jewel dear,” he laughed again, resting his hands just on his side as to not lead things anywhere weird.
(Thank you)
"No." She replied straight forward, continuing doing her vigorous scrubbing. "Need to rough things up a bit sometimes." She giggled and finished, rinsing her hands off and then getting out. Normally she'd do a whole face routine but figured she could save it for next time. She began to dry off, giving off grunts. "Can you dry off my legs too please?" She asked gently.
He rinsed himself off a bit first before he stepped out. Hearing her request, he rolled his eyes with a smile and knelt down to help her.
“You could’ve told me to not be too rough on you,” he spoke softly, rubbing her legs with the towel before coming back up to kiss her forehead.
“So, do you want anything to drink?” He asked as he started to dry himself.
"Hey I didn't think you were gonna be THAT rough! Geeze." When he was bent down she lightly smacked him on the head. "If you could get me a coca cola that would be great." She stiffly walked out as to not move her legs very much and didn't notice really the fact that the little space room was open. (PLEASE have Connor wander in there. I've got a whole scene thingie in mind.) Her cat was still stretched out on the smaller bed. It was a whole different world, with a foam mat, and heck even a pet cage complete with pillows and blankets. She got dressed in the baggies and comfiest pair of sweats she could, and a rather large tye dye t-shirt.
(Alrighty!)
When she walked out, he soon followed. Something caught his attention though, namely the slightly open door. He was curious as to what was in there so after a short moment of hesitant, he walked inside quietly.
The walls were pink, with my little pony posters and other little kid things on the walls. There was a shelf with adult pacis on it, and collars and leashes hanging off of little hooks below that. There were quite a number of stuffies on the bed, and the closet if he were to open it, would hold quite a bit of little kids clothes and onsies. There was coloring scattered across the floor from the last time Evelyn was in here,and a half eaten fruits snack package. Evelyn wandered out of her room and looked around. "Vampire?" She walked into the living room and did a 180 when she realized where he was. She raced into the room and grabbed his arm, fear filling her. "No no you weren't supposed to see you that that is secret and sensitive and now you think I'm really fucking weird and you're gonna leave me but honestly I don't blame you I mean-" She continued on this tangent after letting her cat out and then shutting the door. "All in all its gross I know. I'm gonna go hide." She then went into her bedroom and sat on the bed.
Connor stood there in the room for a bit, mostly checking out the little things she had inside the room. The collars and leaches surprised him the most, this he knew. So she was somewhat into these things. He’ll remember that the next time they spend quality time together. His eyes shifted around for a bit, smiling ever so slightly as he continued to find things he wouldn’t expect to find in a murderer’s house.
“Interesting…” he spoke softly to himself before he made his way to her bedroom. Upon seeing her there, he smiled generously at her.
“What’s wrong? You think that I’d be weirded out by those things?” He sat down beside her and ruffled her hair with a small chuckle.
"Why wouldn't you?" She asked, huffing and crossing her arms, but slowly she gave into the head rubs, nuzzling into him. They were her favorite thing he did to her touch wise, purely, she decided right then and there. She let a soft smile slip before she went back to pouting and doubting.
(Here, the perks of dating a sociopath— XD)
“Well, why would I? Trust me, I’ve seen many things my whole lifetime. I can say for sure that those things were mediocre, if anything, normal to me by now,” he mentioned, not stopping the head pats he was giving to her. He eventually leaned in to kiss her cheek.
“I’ll be going out to get the drinks now, just cola, right?” He asked again before he was going to go out of the room.
"Oh alright…" She was unsure of what all of this meant. Just because he said it was mediocre and used to it didn't mean he liked it or could handle it. She sighed and just for dressed, and painfully headed to the living room. She turned on season 1 of American Horror Story,putting his shirt on a pillow and cuddling that. (When boyfriend's gone you gotta improvise)
(Oop—)
He quickly headed to the store, getting the cola she had requested and Sprites alongside some chocolate for himself. He then headed back upstairs, he couldn’t quite put himself in a position too faraway from Evelyn now for some reason. He knocked on the door, waiting for her to open it for him. Of course, along the way, some people gave him stares, mostly ones of concern as to why someone who looked like himself was around such an area.
(???)
(she put his shirt on a pillow and is now cuddling it coz he ain't there. Silly. Your reply)
(I… already replied? Didn’t you just post the same thing twice?)
(I did? Sorry my phone glitched out. Lemme delete it and actually reply)
"The doors unlocked and I'm not getting the fuck up. I'm comfy." She called from the other side of the door snuggling into the pillow. She remembered that she had had a crush on the character Tate since she was 16. "…huh. I just realized I've always liked mentally fucked up but also I Love You Too Much To Hurt You characters since I can remember…I wonder why…" She tapped her chin. (Have you ever seen season one of AHS?)