Why is it that every time you wanted to be serious with him, he'd always pass the conversation as something funny or laughable? Why couldn't he just sit there, pretend to listen and show no smile? You didn't know and frankly it began to irritated you, that smile of his always showing 24/7 as if it was glued on with super glue.

"Why can't he just be like other normal men and act 80% serious while 20% playful, instead it is the complete opposite" you frowned looking at him. His messy blonde hair waving in the wind and his light brown eyes always lit up with happiness. You enjoyed his presence but sometimes he was just too much.

"[y/n]" he would call out approaching you with the same sheepish smile, you would look away and pay no attention,

"Don't ignore me," he added now behind you leaning down and hugging you tightly while snuggling. You didn't give in, you refused to. Without a reply you continued reading a book that wasn't at the least as interesting as the blonde man hugging you and getting your attention at the same time; well attempting to.

After showing no interest towards him, he had let you go and sighed deeply wondering what to do. It only took him a few seconds to figure it out and walked straight to you botanic garden. You showed no interest, but really you were taking small glimpses of what he was doing.

A few moments later you could see him walking out cut and scratched on his hands and all dirty, you couldn't help wonder, what in the world was he doing? Only having to notice a few moments later that behind his back he was holding a bouquet of roses from many ranges, red, white, pink and black the rarest and you're favourite.

He stood in front of you with a grin and you tried not to look, seconds later he placed the bouquet in front of you holding it in front of your eyes so you could see them. You couldn't help the blush that appeared on your face, it was still very sweet even though you felt irritated.

He knelt in front of your and pouted still holding the bouquet,

"[y/n]…. Why you ignoring me..?" he sulked while asking, you were tempted to answer but you hadn't. Yet again he sighed deeply, what could it take to make you smile? he wondered. This time you looked up at him, no emotion, no interested and he frowned pouting.

"You ignoring me…hurts me you know…"

You said nothing in return, I wonder how long he will last…You got up and closed the book you reading, remembering nothing of its contents you found it pointless to continue reading. While walking back to the Mansion you wondered to yourself why am I angry at him..? he hasn't done anything to you, you were just annoyed, are you being to cruel..? Should you apologize and make up? No! you thought , that will only ruin the fun, smirking you went back inside the house and left the pouting blonde out, looking at you as your footsteps disappeared.