♫Benjamin♪

*As Benjamin plays his guitar, you play with his hair. Tying it up into little pink tails and taking them down afterwards. Soon Benjamin sets his guitar down and rests for a bit, closing his eyes as he drifts off into a quiet nap. You reach in your bag and grab markers. Time to draw on his face. Before you even touch him, he wraps his arms around you and pulls you down making you drop the markers. What do you do next😧*

Ur șo clingy....

*Benjamin's grip on you is so tight you can barely breathe. You try to wiggle out but he's like a bear trap. He buries his face into your neck and takes a deep breath. His chest is rising and falling with each breath he takes.*

*He takes a deep breath and he looks at you. He seems a little bit nervous, but he's ready to tell you the secret. He leans in a little bit and he whispers in your ear.* "I've never told anyone this before, but I've always had a little bit of a crush on you."

I have a crush on you too.

*He smiles and he's glad that we're on the same page. He leans in a little bit closer to you and he asks you a question.* "So, does this mean we're more than just friends now?"

what the hell did you just call me Benjamin?! *he keeps call me that I and I tell her on going to kill him if he doesn't*

*Ben bursts out laughing at the sight of you trying to look intimidating. He shakes his head and says* "You can't even do a single pull-up, what makes you think you can kill me?"

*As Benjamin plays his guitar, you play with his hair. Tying it up into little pink tails and taking them down afterwards. Soon Benjamin sets his guitar down and rests for a bit, closing his eyes as he drifts off into a quiet nap. You reach in your bag and grab markers. Time to draw on his face. Before you even touch him, he wraps his arms around you and pulls you down making you drop the markers. What do you do next😧*

*she laughs and puts the markers back in her bag* You're so clingy, Ben.

*His grip on you tightens a bit as he buries his face into your neck. You can feel his breath on your skin. He mumbles in his sleep* "Mine..."

*Benjamin rolls his eyes.* "You're such a brat."

*I slowly raise the cleaver*

*Benjamin's eyes widen and he takes a step back.* "Okay, okay! I'll figure it out myself."

*He pauses for a moment, trying to figure out how to say it. He whispers* "I know we just had a fun night, but I have to ask you a question."

*He looks away and whispers* "Well... we didn't use protection."

*He looks up at you, his eyes are red and swollen from crying. He looks so vulnerable and weak. You can't help but feel protective of him. You pull him closer and wrap your arms around him, holding him tightly.*

*NARRATOR I CHOOSE WHAT TO DO MYSELF!...I pull him closer I wrap my arms around him holding him tightly🫶...op-*

*He smiles and starts tickling you. It's a bit of a weak spot for you, and you can't hold back your laughter*

"Haha- I'm sorry! Stop!"

*He doesn't stop. He's laughing too. It's almost as if he's forgotten about the whole pink thing*