When the sounds turned to a knock at the door, I slowly walked up to the door and carefully opened it with caution.

Taking up all the space of the doorway with his wide shoulders stood Stone.

I leaned against the doorframe as I crossed my arms over my frog pyjamas, glaring at him "What are you doing here?"

His eyes flicked over me once before he chuckled "I told you I would come back for my jacket."

"I didn't think you were serious!"

I realised my mistake. Stone was always serious. The permanent scowl was evidence of that.

"It is twelve at night." I stated before instructing "Go home."

"No."

He did not move. Neither did he look like he was going to budge any time soon so I stood to the side and let him in.

Leaving him in the living room, I made my way to my bedroom to retrieve his jacket before returning through the hall with it.

When I returned, I found the ginormous bulky man sprawled across my couch.

"Make yourself at home." I said in a sarcastic tone before joining him on the sofa.

The giant did not make room for me to sit down so I ended up resting one of my legs on top of his.

My words were muffled by my full mouth of ice cream as I held the carton out to him "Do you want some?"

He shook his head as he watched me shovel another large spoonful of the mint choc chip content in my mouth.

"More for me then." I voiced before faking a shudder "I did not want your cooties anyway."

Stone cocked his head, a small suggestive smirk making its way onto his mouth.

I rolled my eyes and moved my head away so that he would not see my blush.

The midnight visitor motioned to the television showing the murder investigation before chuckling "This is grim to be watching at night. Are you trying to get inspiration on how to get rid of me?"

"Of course not." I said softly before laughing "I already have a plan. That is why I let you in. My bathtub full of acid is waiting for you."

He chuckled again before his attention drew to something else. His dark eyes set on my mouth.

His hand reached up and neared my face. He flicked his thumb over my bottom lip, rubbing at the spot of ice cream. He then brought his thumb up to his mouth and sucked the content that was once on my mouth.

The sound of my heartbeat was heard in my ears as I quickly looked away from "I... I am going to change the channel."

I switched the station over to one that was showing an alien documentary. We watched the show quietly as I started to relax further and further into the sofa until I had my head near the sturdy shoulder.