My flirting with him is obvious too. At least I think so.
A group of friends were talking about favorite places to eat out. My answer was obviously just somewhere I actually can (con of being a vegan). His was that he prefers to cook for himself. My response: 'I like guys who can cook.' With a smile because I really do.
We have art together. I needed to draw one more pair of eyes. He offered to be my partner. I already had one so I thanked him and told him he has 'pretty eyes.' I smiled at him because I'm a major sucker for blue eyes.
We were talking about height and dating. I said it's possible to be too tall. He asked what my perfect height is. I said 'taller than me but not so tall that I need a step stool.' I mentioned an embarrassing moment with involving my mom, the middle of my kitchen, a step stool, and my ex. He laughed. It was quiet for a moment. Then I said 'you're the perfect height.' He just blushed and shoulder bumped me, we were walking to lunch.
He said something about feeling a little chubby and his slouching not helping. I told him that I think he looks good as he is.
He says his hair always looks like a mess. I told him it looks cute.
He said he needs to find a girl who likes dogs 'cause everyone always says he looks like a puppy (he does to me). I agreed and said 'you look kinda like my puppy. Adorable but kinda bad too. Not bad bad, just mischievious in a cute way. I don't think I've ever seen his face get so red.
Our class room is cold. He went to the bathroom and my friendsitting next to him stole his jacket. He frowned and asked for it back. She refused. It was quiet and I commented on how cold I was. I was wearing my hoodie (really baggy, guys). He offered his. See the problems? That was more him than me though wasn't it?
Another for him: We're waiting to leave class. Talking. He plops his hat on my head. Says it looks better on me, cuter. I joke that he has a big head. He says it's the hair.
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