"You planned it?" He smiled with amusement and glanced down, "and what? You're saying that technically, I took advantage of you?" He was teasing, of course. He looked back over toward her with a bit of a nod, "I do." Sad or not. He straightened up and motioned to her, "Not so much that it was first base that made it amazing, but because it was the only action I've even gotten close to since all of this happened. First base for the first time during the zombie apocalypse is saying a lot. That," he shrugged, and dropped his focus downward again, "and I felt something, you know? Something I haven't exactly felt in a really long time. A number of somethings, actually. But when you kissed me?" He smiled jut thinking about it, "pretty sure you made me dizzy. And I think my heart may have been doing somersaults. And the rest of that night, I was kind of in Heaven, and I got some of the best sleep in a fucking really long time." She made him happy. And her kisses were just as amazing as she was. He didn't even know how to explain it, but he knew that she was incredible. And she made him feel incredible too. Even if it was just first base.
He nodded, "That's true. I think it had just been introduced?" He pointed to her, "Because you're the one that posted that entry about it being the stupidest idea ever. You said it was pointless. And then at some point, you said that all I did was make pointless forum posts. PFP. That's what that stands for." His smile spread more into a grin, "we did. And I'm glad. And I'm glad I ran into you at the pharmacy that day. I don't think I would have made it back." And death by zombie hookers? That was not an appealing thought at all.
"You think I'm uptight?" He thought he'd gotten better. But maybe there was still some of it there. He scoffed with a chuckled and shook his head, "Maybe so." He reached up to rub at his jaw, "and that's what I was saying," what was it? At the Christmas party? Or had it been the New Year's Party? He didn't remember, now, "the apocalypse is an awful thing.. but even if it's just 1 or 2%, some good things have come from it. For instance, I met you." He gave her another smile.
And O'Brien would have talked about her worries too-- but she never really seemed like she wanted to talk about things, so he was trying not to go there and upset her.
He moved a bit closer, and tightened his arms around her better again, "you want me to stay here tonight? Or until Brandon gets back?" Because Brandon was coming back. He just was. He could handle Rodeo. If Leah felt like he could, he could. And he would.