forum Spies One-On-One (Closed)

Started June 07, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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//yep :D

“I was born ready,” Anya teased, holding out a hand for him to take. “Are you? Ready, I mean.”

"Definitely," Spencer chuckled, taking her hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. "What should we look at first? Kitchen or bedrooms?"

“Probably kitchen. Food is very important,” Anya said solemnly, though she couldn’t hide her smile.

Sterling laughed lightly and wrapped his arm around her waist. “Definitely. Kitchen next, then,” he said as he led her over.

“Ooh, it’s so clean!” Anya said, her smile growing. “I love this place already. What do you think?”

Spencer chuckled and nodded. “Yeah, I like it, too. I’m glad it came with appliances already. Shall we look at the rooms?”

“That’s true,” Anya agreed, still looking around in wonder. “Yeah, let’s check out the other rooms.”

Spencer led her out of the kitchen and down the hallway. The first door in the left was a clean, white bathroom with a wide sink space. The next door, to the right, was a guest bedroom painted a pale blue. And finally, the last door on the left was the master bedroom, a light mint green color with a white four-poster bed pushed against the far wall, a white dresser, it’s own bathroom large enough for two people, and a big closet.

//I’m just going to put that they’re holding hands if that’s okay, because I have an idea :P
Lemme know if you want me to change it tho

Anya let go of Spencer’s hand upon seeing the master suite and, with a small shriek of delight, raced towards the closet. “Ahh, look how big it is! This is so awesome!” She twirled around in a circle and came to rest facing Spencer. “I love it here.”

(Lol it’s fine, dw about it. XD
Anya… XD)

Spencer laughed lightly as he watched his fake wife spin around the room. She looked so happy… It was nice seeing her so excited about something.

“I’m glad you like it, babe,” he chuckled, reaching out to hug her to himself. “Now, the question is, do we want to share a room? Or would you prefer to have your own bed?”

//XD

“Well, that one guest room with the blue walls was pretty aesthetic… I kinda want to sleep there, for the first night, and then we can figure it out,” Anya said, thinking aloud. “But this closet’s amazing… ahh, decisions, decisions…” She shook her head lightly and looked at Spencer. “What do you think?”

“Well… Personally, I wouldn’t mind sharing with you. In fact, I would prefer it,” Spencer said, smiling down at her. “But I want you to be comfortable, and if sleeping with me makes you uncomfortable, then you don’t have to.”

“It doesn’t make me uncomfortable,” Anya reassured him, smiling. “In fact, whilst you were being considerate, I decided that this room— and its closet!— trumps all else. Shall we get our stuff?”

Spencer grinned and tugged her into a quick kiss. He pulled away to take her hand and led her back out of the room. “All right. Which side of the bed and the dresser do you want?”

“It’s up to you,” Anya said, swinging their hands back and forth. “Really, all I want is the right side of the closet, and then you choose everything else.”

“Well, it doesn’t matter to me, either… How about we just see where we land, hm?” Spencer suggested with a shrug.

“Good plan,” Anya agreed with a smile. “Shall we unpack?”

“That was why we came out here,” Spencer chuckled as they reached heir bags. He picked them up and turned back to Anya. “Let’s go back to the room.”

“Okey dokey,” Anya said with a nod, picking up the two bags left. As a bit of an afterthought, she jokingly added, “I get the right side of the closet, right?”

“As you wish,” Spencer chuckled. “Whichever side you want of the room is yours.”

“Awesome!” Anya speed-walked back to the bedroom, then placed her suitcase on the bed gently. She unzipped it and began taking out clothes to hang up in the closet.

“I’m very happy that I got new pajamas,” Anya said with a grin. “Remember those horrid old pink ones that the Organization gave me?”

Spencer laughed and followed her into the room. He did indeed remember the frilly things. She’d hated them so much that I was funny.

“I’m sure you’re ecstatic, aren’t you?” he teased, pulling clothes out of his suitcase. “How badly did you want new ones?”

“On a scale of 1 to 10? Probably fourteen,” Anya laughed, rifling through her suitcase until she found her new pajamas, then holding them up. “But these are so much better…. so soft…. and navy! Couldn’t have gotten anything better.”

Spencer chuckled and walked over, wrapping his arms around her from behind. He kissed the side of her head before letting her go. “I’m glad you like them so much.”

“Me, too,” Anya smiled, twirling in a circle before walking to the closet to hang the pajamas up. “I honestly don’t know why I’m so happy about this… I guess not having someone breathing orders down your neck helps.”