Aubrey giggles and shakes her head. Her attraction to Matt was why she had originally spent so much time with him that day that they first met in their oh-so serendipitous way that seemed to constant in their relationship. She wasn't ever embarrassed or hesitant to tell people that Matt was her boyfriend. In her eyes, they looked perfect together.

"Well, of course, Matt. I don't give up my jogging time to lay in bed with just anybody," she answers, sticking her tongue out at him as well in return, squirming around a little when he pokes her in the sides. Matt definitely knew how to talk to her, how to get her blush and melt in his arms. She knew that he was being serious when he told her that he thought she was beautiful. Matt didn't seem like the type of guy to just throw out lines at a girl in an attempt to get into her pants. That made it mean all the more to her. "Thank you, I really like you too..." she says back softly, letting out a quiet sigh as their faces grow closer to each other, their noses lightly touching. Aubrey leans forward a little more, gently kissing Matt. It was too early for her to truly think that she was in love with him, but if somebody would have told her she was in love in that moment, she would have believed them. She never felt closer to anybody in the world than she felt to Matt.

Aubrey giggles again - she was always laughing when she was with Matt, she had yet to find a moment where she had been unhappy while she was around him. "It's understandable. I won't make you go jogging with me again. But just know, if some sort of apocalyptic situation were to ever happened, me and my fellow joggers are going to be the survivors." She adds a little wink. She couldn't imagine anything more perfect than times like these, where they could just be together, not even having to do anything to make each other feel happy and relaxed. She leans into his kiss, moving her hand to the side of his neck, her fingertips softly moving along the back of it, and then tracing down his arm again. "You're not going to leave any time soon, are you?" she asks hesitantly. She knew that he had a home elsewhere, and responsibilities to his band, but she had become so used to him being around her now that the thought of him not seemed foreign and weird.

"I mean, maybe I'd try for a mile or two, but after that, you're on your own," Aubrey responds, jokingly looking put off by Matt suggesting that she carry him around if the zombie apocalypse were to ever happen. She moves her hands around Matt's body, her fingertips tracing small circles around his back as they spoke. She was happy to see that he wasn't an any more of a hurry to leave as she was to let him go. "I don't think I'll be tired of you anytime soon," she says back honestly, hoping that that didn't make her sound possessive. "I kind of like not having to share you with anybody else yet." She closes her eyes and sighs happily, glad she that they're on the same page. "I'm really happy when I'm with you," she tells him, laughing a bit at herself as she felt like she was stating the obvious.

"Aw, poor Sundance," Aubrey says, giggling at the mental image of her little puppy carrying Matt through the chaotic streets of post-apocalyptic Baltimore. Sundance was no Dogmeat, but she liked to believe that he could protect them, if needed. When hearing his name, Sundance happily padded into the bedroom from the living room, laying down on the small, circular rug that Aubrey had in the middle of her floor. Aubrey lets out a tiny moan, loving the feeling of Matt's hand under her shirt, against her skin. Something about the way that Matt touched her always felt like little bits of electricity coursing through her, making her quiver and sigh at his feeling of his hands. She loved it. Aubrey moves a tiny bit closer to Matt and then settles, thinking about what they could do today. "I didn't really plan very far ahead," she answers back honestly, giving a little shrug. "We could... go to the park with Sundance?" Again, Sundance reacted to hearing his name, standing up from the rug on the floor and looking intently at Aubrey and Matt, waiting for... whatever dogs wait for.

"Aww... no..." Aubrey says back, still laughing a little bit and shaking her head. "Stop that, you're not fat. I'll carry you, if it makes you feel better. Promise." She grins at Matt, closing her eyes again as he moves his hand to her back, that contact again making her quiver. "No, I don't mind. I love it," she admits when Matt apologizes for touching her all the time, moving her body slightly so that her shirt was pulled up, exposing more of her to him. "I promise, you won't throw up this time. Or at least not from running. I can't promise protection from acts of God," she tells him, exciting about the two of them going out together today, especially with Aubrey's dog. She listens to Matt as he explains what will eventually happen the more the two of them go out in public together. She knew that there was a pretty large chance that eventually the media was going to know that they were together and start talking about it, and that did worry her a little bit since she loved the privacy they had had the past few weeks... but she thought she was ready for whatever might happen if they were forced under the spotlight. "Yeah, I... I think I'm ready and okay with that... Are you?"

"Fuck, how are we both fitting in this bed together?" Aubrey asks jokingly when Matt pushes his belly out to imitate rapid weight gain, and then sticks out her tongue at him. Maybe it was his looks that had drawn her to him initially, but now it was his personality that kept her around. He made her laugh like nobody else could, and several other people - her family included, who had yet to meet Matt, but probably would soon if they continued like they were - had commented that she seemed a lot happier recently. She couldn't argue - she absolutely had been happier. His fingertips gliding across her stomach made her breath catch in her throat as she closed her eyes, letting a tiny moan escape her lips. "I mean, we're two incredibly likable people. I don't see any reason why the media wouldn't absolutely love us as a couple," Aubrey says jokingly after she listens to what Matt says about people finding out about them. She had already told her friends that they were dating, of course, and then they hadn't exactly been secretive on social media about them hanging out and flirting with each other, but he was right - it was only a matter of time before people found out how serious they were. She is silent for a moment, a look of deep thought on her face, until she finally looks back up at Matt and nods. "Maubrey. That would be our celebrity couple name, right? I think it's important for us to settle on our high-profile power-couple name before the media gives us one we don't like." She winks.

"Oh, that's disgusting," Aubrey says back, shivering away from Matt slightly when he implies that she's been sleeping under his fat rather than sheets for the past few weeks. She quickly moves back towards him, cuddling against him again after a few seconds of being apart - both for the warmth that she so enjoyed between the two of them, and also for the fact that something about being in Matt's arms made her feel safer and more relaxed than when she felt when she was without them. His lips against her neck immediately made her let out a small gasp again, instinctualy moving closer to him. Her lizard brain knew that she wanted to be closer to the person that was causing this growing pleasure, and she let her body crash into his (in the most Dave Matthews way possible), her hand finding his upper arm and lightly gripping it. She had been kissed on the neck before, obviously, but Matt seemed to have learned the way to touch her to make her truly react, and she didn't want him to stop until she was breathless. "We're so much cuter than all of them. They can't compare," Aubrey says back joking when Matt is listing off other famous couples, a faux air of superiority in her voice before she drops the act and giggles. "Oh, fuck, Aubratt sounds so much cuter. It sounds like a fucking Pokemon. I figure Twitter will call us whatever they want to call us, but we could get the ball rolling on what we wanted. You know, set up some fake fan accounts. Get #Aubratt trending. They couldn't ignore us then." She winks.

"Oh my god, stop," Aubrey says back, still laughing but with a look of disgust slowly starting to cross her face as she begins to over-think the possibility of sleeping under somebody's mound of weight. Her giggles continue as Matt displays his over-the-top affection, planting his kisses up and down her arm and shoulder. "Fatal Attraction..." she says quietly with a grin after they had relaxed a bit again - although, in a way, she didn't entirely hate the exorbitant amount of attention and affection he had jokingly shown her. With his lips against her neck again and his hand gliding up her sides, Aubrey wraps her arms tighter around Matt, her forehead leaning against his shoulder lightly. She let out tiny gasps again every time his fingers moved over a particularly sensitive spot - her hip bone, her stomach... "That feels... so wonderful," she tells him softly, almost speaking into the skin of his shoulder. "I wish I could lay here with you forever." Aubrey gives him a playful nudge when he tells her that his unattractiveness brought down their cuteness levels. She thought it was the total opposite, of course. She's silent for a moment again, that look of thought on her face, and then turns her eyes back to him, smiling. "I think your fans are going to hate me," she tells him, laughing a little bit. The idea of them hating her didn't upset her much; she actually thought it might be a little funny. "What are they going to say when they find out that you're dating a girl without a single tattoo or piercing on her body? They'll think you're going soft, and I'm the problem." She raises one eyebrow at him, daring him to prove her wrong, that grin still on her face.

"Oh, good, now you're perfect," Aubrey says back as she watches him pantomime bursting his stomach and then shrinking in front of her, the look on her face implying that she absolutely believed that that was what was happening in front of her, although it was obviously an act. "Maybe now you're fit enough to actually go jogging with me," she jokes. Normally, Aubrey wouldn't be able to stop thinking about all the things she had to do - the errands, the shopping, the exercise (she was terrified that if she didn't get some sort of workout for at least 45 minutes everyday, she would immediately get fat) - but at this moment, none of that other stuff seemed to really matter. She was with Matt. She couldn't imagine it getting any better. When they were together like this, the idea of just never leaving each other's arms was one that Aubrey completely accepted. "Fine, I won't," she says back as she feels his hand against her thigh - softly giggling, only half-joking as well. She moves her leg slightly, pulling it up to where it rested lightly on Matt's leg, closer to him and his touch. Aubrey knew that Matt's self-deprecating humor was his way of teasing her, and she thought it was adorable. This "new couple" gig they had going on probably made people around them want to puke, but neither of them really seemed to care much what other people thought of them. "They'll say that I'm a bad ass bitch," Aubrey says back in a very serious tone when Matt asks her what her fans will think when they know that they're dating, nodding her head - and then cracking a smile and laughing. "I don't know. They'll probably say I'm on drugs or something. Which is kind of cool, because nobody's ever accused me of doing anything illegal before, so I'm not that worried about what they'll think." She grins. "I'm not really worried about what any of them think. Promise."

"Eh, probs not, though," Aubrey says back with a small shrug and a grin when Matt proclaims that maybe now she'll love him. She giggles and nudges him again, as if to tell him that she were only joking. Aubrey could be a very serious woman when she felt that the moment called for it, but she much preferred to be around people that let her laugh and joke around - luckily, Matt fell into the latter category. It was why she felt so comfortable around him. Nothing was ever too serious between them - except for, maybe, their feelings for each other. She let her hand circle back to Matt's arm, tracing the outline of his tattoos again as he spoke, giggling as he makes the comment about them wasting away if they stayed in bed forever together. "Ugh, I bet I would look so good by the end of that. Size 0, here I come," she says jokingly, her eyes still focused on Matt's arm. She had memorized most of the twists and turns of his tattoos by now - she was somewhat fascinated by them, as she had never dated anybody with tattoos before. She liked to imagine that each of them told a story that she would eventually hear someday.

As her finger circles around the corner of one of his pieces, Matt asks his serious question, and Aubrey's eyes immediately flash up to Matt's. Between their joking and messing around with each other, Aubrey wasn't sure if Matt meant what he had just said, but after a quick search of his face, she could see that he was being serious. Aubrey paused for a moment, unsure of how to respond. She had never been the best at doing emotional evaluations of herself - she always tried to take her emotions at face-value, never trying to analyze the true meaning behind each. Was she falling for him as well? She loved being around him. She had somewhat meant it when she had told him that she wanted to spend forever with him, in her bed. That had to mean something. You don't just say that to anybody. She gives him a small smile as she moves her hand down his arm, placing it over his hand and linking their fingers. "I think I'm falling for you, too," she tells him softly. The lack of judgement the two had between each other made it easy for her to admit that, while normally she would try to keep heavy emotion like that to herself. She leans up and kisses him lightly, sealing the deal on her being okay with falling in love with him.

"Right? Little do they know that I was doing cocaine and butt sex before I started dating you," Aubrey says back with a laugh. "I'm kidding, I've never done either of those," she quickly follows that sentence with, shaking her head to show that she had no plan to do anything like that. "Yeah, we're super dangerous people. Laying in bed all day and talking about how much we like each other. Living on the edge. Maybe we'll go feed the homeless next. Then what will the papers say?" she jokes with him.