Laurence's POV:
Y/N was cuddled up to me in her cute outfit, which was making me a blushing disaster. Phantom of the Opera was playing, and the scene with Christine and the Phantom in his lair was playing, where she faints from seeing the wedding dress. I looked over at Y/N, who was smiling dreamily at the tv screen. Suddenly, a picture of her in that dress popped into my head with me as the Phantom. 'What the french toast!? Stop that, Laurence!' I thought. As I felt Y/N ease up and lose tension in her shoulders, her ears and tail popped out. She'd hid them from Cadenza, who didn't know she was a werewolf. I awed quietly, them got an idea. Slowly, I moved my hand from her shoulder to above her head. Then, I swiftly started scratching her behind her ear. She looked surprised, but started kicking her leg and even panting like a dog. 'This is too damn cute!' Y/N's tongue slipped out of her mouth, completing the puppy look. She then realized what she was doing and sat up straight, punching me in the shoulder. "Ouch! What was that for!? You seemed to be enjoying the scritches!" She huffed at me. "I'll break your arm if you ever do that again." "Duely noted." The movie droned on. Christine and Raoul's rooftop scene started. This was our favorite song in the movie. I stood up and offered Y/N my hand. She took it and hoisted herself up off the couch. I began singing along with Raoul.
"No more talk of darkness,
Forget these wide-eyed fears;
I'm here, nothing can harm you,
My words will warm and calm you.
Let me be your freedom,
Let daylight dry your tears;
I'm here, with you, beside you,
To guard you and to guide you."
As I sang, i put an arm around Y/N's waist. She rested her hand on my shoulder, and we started swaying. This was a usual routine for us, but it somehow felt different this time. We were so much older now. She had grown so beautiful. Like a magnolia in May. My thoughts were cut off by Y/N singing in that gorgeous voice of hers.
"Say you love me every waking moment,
Turn my head with talk of summertime.
Say you need me with you now and always;
Promise me that all you say is true,
That's all I ask of you."
"Let me be your shelter,
Let me be your light;
You're safe, no one will find you,
Your fears are far behind you."
We continued to sing and dance along to the song. Finally, the last line came along, which we sang together.
"Love me, that's all I ask of you!"
I watched her sing it with joy, and something sparked within me. A warmth and confidence I'd never had. I slowly leaned in as we dragged out the last word. As she looked at me, I softly murmured, "Love me, that's all I ask of you..." And kissed her. Y/N seemed surprised at first, but melted into my lips. As I pulled away, I realized what I'd just done. "I'm so sorry! I don't know what came over me! I-" I was cut off by her soft lips against mine. We kissed each other for a solid minute as the reprise to All I Ask Of You played in the background. The song ended, and we pulled apart, catching our breaths. "Y/N, I think.... I think I'm in love with you." She smiled bigger than I'd ever seen her smile before. "I think I'm in love with you, too!" She kissed me again, not as long, but just as lovingly. "What am I gonna tell my brother?" She said jokingly. "What am I gonna tell my sister?" I responded. We cracked up laughing and sat down, cuddling and enjoying the rest of the movie together. By the time the movie had ended, it was about five o'clock. Y/N got up and grabbed the popcorn bowl, but I took it from her. "Let me be a gentleman!" "You're already housing me for the night and you made the popcorn! Let me!" "Nope!"

Option One: Short Y/N
I stretched my arm upwards, making it so that the bowl was out of her reach. "Come and get it, shortie!" Y/N grumbled and jumped for it. "Come on~ Gotta do better than that!" A mischievous grin crossed her face. She stood on her tip toes and got real close to my face, whispering. "I can do so much better. I just need a mattress and a Laurence~" My mouth hung open as I felt the blush creeping up my face. I dropped the bowl in shock, and Y/N grabbed it, going to the sink and washing it. "I win~"

Option Two: Average Height Y/N
Y/N snatched at the bowl, but I hid it behind my back. She reached around, but instead of grabbing the bowl, she accidentally grabbed my ass. I squeaked in surprise. She immediately let go and hid her hands behind her back. "Umm.... I'll let you do the dishes!" She said before almost running out of the kitchen and into the living room.

Option Three: Tall Y/N
Y/N easily grabbed the bowl from me and turned around to wash it, but I hugged her from behind and purred something into her ear which I'm not gonna share. She turned beet red and dropped the bowl, then turned around and pushed me. "Laurence Zvahl, I'm gonna murder you!" She yelled. I laughed and ran upstairs, but she tackled me as soon as I cleared the top step. We wrestled for a while, and she won, obviously. I hated being shorter than her, but that was my life. She ended up doing the dishes.

I put in another movie. Beauty and The Beast. A classic. Also, P/N's favorite Disney movie.  Once we finished that one, Y/N had an idea. "Do you have any Pocky laying around here?" I nodded and started rummaging through the cabinets until I found it. "What'd you need it for?" She smiled devilishly. "We're gonna play the Pocky Game." My smile faded into fear. I knew that grin. Something big was about to happen. And I probably wouldn't like it.