I want my hands to smell like coffee.

"Well if you weren't so stubborn and had accepted my offer to carry you up, these freakishly long legs would have done all the work for you" He tells me his shoulder up in a shrug.

He tapped his temple " Work smarter not harder" Rude.

 "And what is that supposed to mean?" I asked crossing my hands over my chest,feeling slightly offended.

He turned to look at me hearing the irritation in my tone.

 "That I'm dumb?" I continued. "Because i didn't let you chivalrously pick me up and carry me up a freaking hellish flight of stairs?" 

He walked towards me his hands up "Woah,woah woah i never said anything about you being dumb at all i was just-" 

I moved closer to him so we were..i dont know i just moved closer "I can't just hop into your arms because you offered.." He squinted his eyes rocking on his heels waiting for me to continue.

I leaned in closer looking up at him my voice barely above a whisper "I barely even know you" I say walking past him further down the hall.

"Oh" he says a hint of amusement in his voice " And i suppose you also barely know where you are going" 

I turned back around, because I in fact did not know where I was going.

He opens a door turned the light on and steps inside the room, "This is my room" He explains.

"You can use the bathroom here, it's right there" he points to somewhere, but i can't see where he is pointing to because I'm still in the hallway.

He turns around, suddenly aware that I'm still standing outside his room.

"Why are you standing there like that, come in..don't you wanna pee?" He asks

"Yeah, right" i walk him, he watches me the light is bright and i have to squint for the first five seconds.

I don't know what i expected his room to look like but I'm not sure this was it.

It was clean, very clean, there wasn't much to it really it was big not too big to where it overwhelming just big enough there was a king sized bed in the middle of it which he is currently seated on watching me, a bookshelf stood next to it and from where i stood i could see covers of books i have loved and read multiple times.

The bathroom is clean ,white and bright, you could tell he is pretty organized.

My mind subconsciously notes that he has some blue colored stuff sprinkled around like his tooth brush and towel and some other knickknacks.

My favourite color is blue..I'm clearly not thinking straight.

I wash my hand with his coffee scented handsoap which smells so good i feel like taking some with me but that would be considered stealing so i just take a pick of it for when next i go to the store.

I want my hands to smell like coffee.