If there was one thing Matthew liked more than pancakes, it was definitely spending time with ______. He loved everything about her; the way her (h/l)(h/c) hair fell around her face and the way her (e/c) eyes glimmered brightly in the light. Everything about _____ was perfect, and Matthew was madly in love with her.
His thoughts were interrupted when something jabbed him in the side. He jumped slightly and looked over at the young woman with a cute pout. "H-hey!"
_____ laughed and ruffled his hair. "Hey Mattie!" She chirped, the thick book in her hand shaking with her wave. Matthew briefly noticed 'Shakespeare' and 'Hamlet' as it was shaken. The young girl sat down on the couch next to the Canadian and opened the thick book.
As she read, Matthew read over her shoulder. His curl hung loosely in front of the book and his glasses slid down his nose constantly. _____ wasn't as tall as him; she was rather short compared to him so he had to lean down to read her book.
After a while, ______ excused herself for a moment and Matthew watched her leave with a small smile. She was absolutely stunning. Holding his hand in place where they had gotten up to, the Canadian waited patiently for her to come back.
Without warning, _____ jumped out of nowhere, two bananas held in her hands. Matthew frowned as he stared at her with a confused expression.
"Banana fight!" She crowed as she waved a bright yellow banana, the other having been thrown at his head. Matthew had quick reflexes and he reached out and grabbed it easily. A tiny smile made its way to his face as he jumped up and raised the fruit.
"You're on!" He whispered as loudly as he could. He signalled that he'd be back and then left the room. _____ practised swinging her makeshift sword around as she waited for him.
After a bit, she saw him come back. The sight that met her (e/c) eyes caused her to double over in laughter. Matthew was wearing a think, bushy moustache and had another in his hands.
Wordlessly, ____ took it from his hand and put it on, flashing a cheeky grin at him before the two began their war. As they spun in circles and stabbed each other, Matthew smiled wider. The pretty woman in front of him was obviously enjoying herself, however she'd failed to notice he had the advantage.
Holding the fruit to the area where her heart was, he grinned. "Got you!"
The young woman blinked a bit before smiling and looking up at him. In a flash she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. Matthew froze and dropped the yellow fruit, allowing ____ to place her banana near his throat.
"No, I got you…" She whispered. Matthew couldn't be happier, or more embarrassed.