(Y/n) pov
You woke up this morning very cold, you don't know why until you slowly walked down stairs. Funny you don't remember that window being open, you walk over to close the window you walk carefully so you won't hurt your ankle more. Then you turn around to see someone on your couch, "Hey (y-y/n) your c-couch is comfy" You jump and see it's Toby. "Toby you scared me, you don't just come into people's houses through the window and sit on their couch". "Well I-I can't help it's w-what I do."
You look at him and say "Could you at least go through the door." "Doors are to m-mainstream for me, s-sweetheart." You blush a little at the fact he called you that "sweetheart". All of a sudden he looks at you with a what you expect to be huge smile on his face but you couldn't tell with his mouth guard on, "do you happen to have any waffles?"
You smile at the fact he's crazy, for waffles. "Let me check." you say, you limp to the freezer and luckily you have some. "Yes I have some." "Oh I forgot to mention something." He said, you turn to see he's right behind you. He lean in right up to your face and says "Good morning.".
You look at him a little flustered and mumble "It's just morning.". He looks at you and asks "What did you say?" You feel a little embarrassed for correcting him and say "It's nothing important.". "If it isn't then what is it." You know he won't give up until you say, "It's morning never good morning."
Then ,ding, you hear the toaster go off. You give him the waffle and he turns to leave but he says on thing "You're cute when you're flustered."