Harlow turned her head to look at him, her breath catching her throat. She blinked at his bare chest and her eyes inevitably trailed down to his abs, where they lingered. Of course, the man she was holding hostage was funny and also had a body that looked like it was carved from stone. She swallowed lightly, watching him while he was watching the show. Eventually, she swallowed her awe and managed to spit something out, still watching him intently. "I think you forgot some clothes." She attempted to tease softly, and it came across far differently that simple because of her volume.

He turned his head to her, then his eyes, he smiled softly. "I did forget them. Someone did something incredibly distracting when I grabbed them, so," He made a face. With tentative movements he slid the shirt over his left arm. Unconsciously showing off his arm, and as he leaned back to put his other arm in and that showed off his front too. He wasn't exactly used to being watched. He adjusted the shirt and started rolling up the sleeves. "I remember this episode." He nodded his head to her tv.

"Sounds inconvenient." Harlow joked, curling up and gently gripping her blanket a little tighter. He looked very nice, and she hated it. She blinked out of her train of thought and glanced at the TV. "Ah, you like Grey's Anatomy?" She smiled, sliding over to give him room to sit down.

"It felt inconvenient as well. In every painful and unwanted sense of the word." He said, finally buttoning it...leaving the last three open. Was this on purpose as a tactic to make her pity him and possibly not torture him or something, or not? You'll never know. "On occasion, (respective male protagonist probably I don't know, I don't watch Grey's Anatomy) is one of my favorites." He said with a little smile as he sat down.

I don't watch it either it just seemed In Harlows league))

"Oh, fun. I've always liked him, but not a whole lot of the characters really stand out to me." Harlow shrugged, glancing over to find the top three buttons of his shirt undone, which was almost as bad as before. She looked quickly back at the TV in an effort to... not stare at him. She casually offered half her blanket to him, but stayed where she was. "Oh- are you hungry or anything?" She asked lightly, glancing back at him. Mistake. But at least She had an excuse to stare at him that time.

"Well liking him and how much he stands out are completely different things." He smiled playfully. He kept his eyes on the TV, was he unaware, or did he know she was watching? You'll never know that either. He looked down, shrugging but shaking his head, 'I'm fine' or something. "I'm alright for now. You're very hospitable for being a kidnapper." He tilted his head at her.

Fuck you and your mysterious man thoughts))

Harlow rolled her eyes at him and looked back at the TV. "Well, I'm trying. Part of my terms are keeping you alive, and you aren't... terrible company, as of yet. And I can tell you're worrying about my ulterior motives- I don't have any. I'm not gonna torture you and break your kneecaps or something. I mean, I can, but I'm not gonna. That's not my job with you. So basically treat me and my house like an airBnB. You just can't leave." She added brightly, standing up and walking past him into her kitchen. She grabbed herself a water from the fridge and then rustled around in her pantry for a moment before getting what she was looking for. She walked back to the couch and basically flopped onto it, opening her water to take a sip and flopping a small packet on the table. It was a small package of gummy bears.

((Yes, kidnappers eat gummy bears. Dont judge her.))

You love me and my mysterious man thoughts))

"Wow, very threatening, i don't know about intimidating though." He watched her. "Does that mean I get to throw a party like my parents aren't home and I'm at college to get wasted not to learn?" He asked so innocently as she walked back and sat back down on the couch, positively judging the gummy bears. "So is it just going to be you and me for the next however long?" He looked around again. "I don't know if I can survive you." He teased, putting his right am up on the couch top.

does that mean yoy might be a kidnapper? You eat gummy bears tol don't you?))

I do not

In fact

Unfuck you and your Mysterious man thoughts))

"I can be intimidating!" Harlow said indignantly, opening her package of gummy bears. She tilted her head in mock thought at his words. "Yeah, why not? But no one gets to go in my room. Strictly off-limits. Getting wasted is fine though." She said sarcastically, eating a gummy as though she were having the time of her life. She shrugged, giving him a glare at the judgemental look. "I mean, yeah. I'm basically gonna keep you at my house until boss tells me to do something else, so you might wanna learn to like me." She rolled her eyes at his second comment, leaning back on the couch. "I mean, most people don't, so it's a reasonable thought. And don't look at my gummies like that. It'sdisrespectful." She huffed, promptly throwing a gummy at him and smacking him in the forehead.

((...gummy bears are actually the most divine food on this earth but nObOdY NeEdS To KnOoW

Also

Is his right arm the one that goes bEhInD HeR *snicker*))

there you go, idjit))

He gave her a look. "I'll preface it wih your current situation." He said calmly, gesturing to 'all of her.' With a grin. "We'll see if I can like you, I'll have to get over looking at your face." At leaast he was comfortable enough to make jokes that she was ugly. He thought otherwise but teasing was far funny to him than saying he thought she was pretty. "Who said I was doing it disrespectfully?" He get a gummy right to the forehead after that. He put it in his mouth. "Thank you, I've been put in my place clearly. ..nice aim." He kept his right arm on the cough top, not really noticing that it was behind her.

yes...yes it is the one that goes behind her))