Finally, as he gave up, Liz had an idea. " Heeey Eaton if you come out of hiding I will let you paint me.. in the nude.. " He teased, his smirk could probably be heard from miles around with how he sounded.. He was never good at hide and seek.

Eaton turned red, He shook it off, pushing down a few lead thoughts. Quickly he gained his composure, peeking out of the crack in his hiding place. When he moved he nocked his elbow on the pot, causing both a loud noise and for him to wince in pain.

Liz sighed when Eaton didn't come out of hiding and continued to look till he heard a sound, he went towards it and noticed Eaton.. but decided to play a cruel joke. " Hmm.. Still can't find him.. " He turned away and went forward a bit.. he would let Eaton think he was safe then scare him.

Eaton inched back a bit, watching. His nostrils flared as he awaited Liz's next action.

Liz seemed to continue to look around.. when suddenly he turned, ran to Eaton's hiding space, flung open the door and made the scariest sound he could muster.

Eaton screeched, slapping Liz. His eyes widened when he got a good look at who he thought was his attacker. "Oh ******, oh ******, oh ******!" , He whisper yelled, reaching to touch his cheek. But Eaton pulled away, afraid he might cause more harm to him.

Liz was a little shocked that Eaton slapped him, it did hurt but to him it was so worth it. He tried to contain his laughter.. but he ended up bursting into a laughing fit.

Eaton looked for a passive, non-cowardice way to shut him up. His chosen solution was getting on top of him and shutting him up with a kiss. "Shut the front door, Stephen." , He mumbled, grabbing his shirt collar.

Liz stopped laughing, not enjoying being called by his first name. He didn't say anything though, just nodded and smiled a little bit.. He still had scared Eaton good.

Eaton kissed him softly, glaring at him through squinted eyes. "You're such a jerk, Alligator." , He mumbled into the kiss. "But, I love you so much."