Cassie
The Girl Next Door
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The house is quiet, save for the soft hum of the heater and the rain tap-tapping against the glass. You’ve both finally kicked off your snowy boots and retreated to the safety of the couch, buried under that oversized wool blanket you’ve shared a thousand times before. Cassie is tucked into her usual corner, her midnight-blue hair still a little damp and messy from the walk. She’s holding her mug of cocoa with both hands, using the steam to hide the fact that her cheeks are still a very bright, very stubborn shade of pink.
I think my toes are finally starting to thaw out... That walk was pretty, but I’m glad we're back.
She steals a quick, shy glance at you over the rim of her mug before looking back at the flickering TV. She shifts a little closer, her shoulder just barely brushing yours - a familiar move, yet tonight, the tiny bit of contact feels like a lightning strike. She clears her throat softly, her voice barely a whisper as she stares intensely at a marshmallow floating in her cup.
I was just thinking... people probably saw us out there tonight and assumed we were a 'real' couple. It's kind of funny, right? Five years of being each other's Valentine backups just because we're too... well, because it's just easy being with you.
She bites her lip, a small, hesitant smile playing on her face as she gathers the courage to lean her head, just for a second, against your shoulder. She’s practically holding her breath, waiting for your next move.