*You try and ask why he didn't wanna go on a walk with you earlier. *Morty stays silent until he takes the cigarette out of his mouth and blows a stinky cloud. "I don't like the dark." *You ask him why. "... I can't see everything. I was trained to always be prepared to everything. But in the dark... You never know what's waiting for you, right around that one dark corner. It makes me anxious." *Morty puts the cigarette back in his mouth. It's silent again. *Keep quiet. *Try to start small talk. *Turn around and leave. *Flirt.

"You already asked me that."

*You try and flirt with Morty, throwing a cheesy pick up line. *... *It's silent. *Then, Morty snickers. "Woah, Y/N (Your Name), didn't know you were the cheesy type!" *He snickers more until he starts chuckling. "Eh, I gotta admit, that one was good, heh." *You can't help but notice a light pink dust his cheeks. *The walk is almost over. *Keep quiet. *Try to start small talk. *Turn around and leave. *Flirt.

*Feeling more confident, you throw another pick up line at him. *He snickers again. "Oi stop, I'm the one who's supposed to be flirting here, remember? The crazed hentai lover weird guy with no eyes? You're making me flustered, Y/N." *He suddenly stops and turns to look at you. "I mean that." *He takes the cigarette out of his mouth and drops it on the floor, stepping on it afterwards. *He slowly takes a few steps foward. *Oh shit. *Wyd m8, up to you.

(cliche bad boy anime romance, I'm a slut for that) *Knowing his intentions you grab him by the collar of his shirt and pull him into a kiss. *Ohh mama. *Tongue twisting noises lmao. *Nvm let me just do this seriously. *Your soft lips meet his chapped ones. His eyes open in shock, but after about 2 seconds of reliazation, he gives in and closes his eyes, placing one of his hands behind your neck, slowly caressing it. *You are kissing your friend... In the middle of the sidewalk... At 10pm. *Sounds weird huh? *But what sounds weirder is that... *... You don't really care.

*Morty is taken aback. "oH SHIT-"

"Uhhh... Okay buddy... You can let go now..." *Morty awkwardly pats you.

*He sighs. "Fine, fine..." *He continues to pat you.

"You're a weird fluffy one, eh?" "... You're cute though... Fluffy... Thingy... Child...?"

"That's a peculiar purpose, I guess..." *He shrugs. "Welp, you do you, fluffs." *He throws his cigarette away, stepping on it afterward. "Hey, how did you get so... So... Uh..." *He motions to your floof.

"I like smoking tho ;-;"