R5 Preferences!

First Day In Your New House

Ross: You had no food in the house, with it being almost completely empty, so when you woke up you decided to go get breakfast for the two of you. You walk in the spacious kitchen, setting the bags onto the counter along with coffee. You feel big hands snake their way across your waist, and you turn around to see Ross smiling wide at you. “Breakfast?” he says, giving you a knowing look. You nod, biting your lip. He picks you up, setting you on the counter near the bags. You hand him his food, and he takes a seat on the empty counter next to you. His head falls onto your shoulder, still tired and exhausted from sleeping on the floor. “This should be fun,” he says, before kissing you on the cheek. 

Riker: You search the big house trying to find him, and you check the last room. “What are you doing in here?” you question, leaning on his shoulder. “We still haven’t figured out what this room’s going to be…” he said, looking it over. He looked concentrated, searching every corner of the room. “We don’t have to decide right now,” you whisper quietly. He nods, finally moving his eyes to you. “We could just leave it as a storage room until-” he suggests, getting lost in his train of thought. “Until?” you prod. “I don’t know… In a few years we might have kids or something,” he says, sitting against the wall. A smile appears on your face, and when he notices, he smiles too. “I take that as a yes then?” he chuckles. 

Rocky: “It’s just so empty,” you sigh, looking over the living room. “It could be fun though,” he says, a mischievous smile appearing on his face. “How’s that?” you giggle, watching him intently now. “Count to 100, then come find me,” he orders, spinning you around to face the wall. You start counting, and you hear thumping going on upstairs. Then, the sound of something crashing. He must take his hide-and-seek pretty seriously, you thought. Things started quieting down, and you finally got to 100. You knew he was upstairs, so up you went. You searched every room, bathtubs, closets, and he was no where to be found. You walk down the long hallway once again, and walk into the spare room. You hear a noise, and suddenly he darts out from a secret passageway and grabs you. After letting out a high pitches scream, he calms you down. “I win,” he whispers, smiling brightly. You chuckle, but shake your head. “I’m gonna crush you this round!” you declare.  

Ratliff: You’re laying on the floor in the living room, in a giant heap of blankets. You didn’t have anything moved into your new house, but you couldn’t wait another day to stay in it. You snuggle up to him, laying your head onto his chest. “What do you think it’ll look like?” you whisper, lost in your thoughts. “I think the couch will go here,” he said gesturing to the far wall, “And we’ll have a huge TV here.” In your head, you were picturing every little thing picture perfect already, the living room along with the rest of the house finished. “I can’t wait,” you say, sighing happily. “I know, the TV’s going to be amazing huh?” he asks. You shake your head playfully, “Not the TV! I meant the house!” you chuckled. “Oh, that’ll be great too,” he says, grinning from ear to ear. 

Ryland: “I can’t wait until everybody see’s it!” he says excitedly, looking proudly at his display of shelves and pictures. He worked so hard on this today, as it was his first project. You had mounds and huge stacks of pictures, both your family and his lined up. “Great job babe,” you say smiling, wrapping an arm around his back. “Thanks,” he grins, twisting so he could face you. His hands find their way to the small of your back, pulling you closer to him. You brush your lips against his, teasing him a little longer. A small smile plays at the corners of his lips, but soon he can’t resist any longer and he’s moving his lips along with yours. “There will be plenty more memories in this house to make,” he promised, draping your legs around his waist. And with that, he carried you upstairs.