Stefan kissed her back eagerly, still holding her tight against him as the elevatore began moving upwards. "They do like you," he assured her, giving her a little squeeze. She wasn't exactly the girl next door, but his parents had grown quite fond of her of the months they'd been together. "They just want me to go to college and get a job and turn into them, and they know that when I'm with you I don't want that." He gave a little shrug before grinning cheekily at her. "And I think they think you're a bad influence on me." He grinned. Slowly he lowered his face to her neck, running his lips over her smooth skin. "Especially after that time they caught us sneaking out of the window together..." He laughed softly, the sound vibrating against her throat. He'd never been an angel - who was - and it wasn't like he was any less studious or serious now Elena was on the scene. The only difference was that he was happy, in a way he hadn't been for what felt like a very long time.