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-Originally, you'd met at a club and vaguely exchanged some conversation before he asked for your number. You hadn't spoken since until his mother kicked him out. So, naturally he said he just said he wanted to talk and chat, asked to come over and showed up with all his bags and on the spot asked if he could move in. It's a miracle you had the paitience to agree.
-as usual, he was an asshole, said rude shit, but he actually tried to do it less because he couldn't afford to get kicked out so he went pretty easy on you, stuck to less personal jabs and insults and more inappropriate jokes, which was usually kind of funny.
-Unless you have a deliberately uncomfortable or angry reaction to his snarky prick jokes, he'll keep doing it. Start making a little fun of your odd habits and questionable cooking, testing waters to see if you're uptight. If you're not, he's pretty leisurely about everything because a laid-back chill chick probably won't kick out a sexy beast like him, would you? Please don't.
-he'll steal your clothes, use your shampoo and eat your food and walk around in his boxers but he has the decency to wash your dishes for you. He does his best at chores, he tries. Sweeping isn't his best area and all he does when mopping is just trying to get water into every part of the floor, he obviously doesn't really get how to do it. At least he tries. He washes dishes fine enough so he just sticks to that.
-unsurprisingly, his favorite thing to do is lay on your couch in nothing but his boxers, watching some crap cartoon on tv. His mother never let him walk around like that at his house, so he feels more comfortable and refreshed to be allowed to do that. You're certainly a lot less strict and serious then anyone else he knows.
-when your relationship slowly started, he was just terrible with expressing his feelings. He just loves to stare at you with the sweetest most loving look in his eyes, he just looks so sweet and happy. Like he's looking at the most beautiful and precious thing ever.
-Soft touches, little kisses, gentle whispers against your skin. His love language isn't loud, he enjoys quiet, soft little acts of affection. Just being with you and looking at you. Your hands through his hair, his head against your chest.
-when your around him too much, his shitty sense of humor turns into the sweetest teasing ever. He just loves seeing you smiling and blushing, which is why he loves PDA so much, especially if it makes you nervous or embarrassed. He also just likes letting everyone know you're his.
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