"Rei-chan!" He says in a whinny voice "you promised..." He says a little sadder.
We're lying on the couch and I'm trying to rest. He has his chin rested in my chest and his arms are one hanging and one in the back of my neck, fidleting with my hair. I'm looking up at the ceiling, glasses still on, back resting on the arm rest of the couch so I'm partly sitting part lying, arms at my side.
I look up at his pink eyes, looking down dissapointed "I'm tired and I'm fine here with you"
He rises his head and lets it hit my chest "hmm hmm hm hmmmm hm hm" he says, his voice muffled by my shirt.
He looks like a little kid, all his blonde hair messy and his whinning over something so simple like watching a T.V show with him. He tilts his head upwards "but it's a new episode Rei! I don't wanna miss it!"
I look to the side and wonder why I don't have a T.V so he would stop whinning and complaining "I thought you liked lying with me on my couch"
"I do!" He takes both his hands to fiddle with my hair and completely changes theme "why do you have blue hair?"
"Don't like it?" I raise my brows and he giggles "hey!"
"I do like your hair..." He says "it's like Rin has pink hair and he keeps saying it's red"
"What does that have to do with it?" I sigh "you're always speaking your mind aren't you?"
"Well of course!" He says, his eyes turn a little sad again "you don't like it?" He has such big eyes it's cute how they shine.
"It's what's most beautiful in you" i say simply "i like beautiful things"
He giggles childishly and tries scooping higher. I wrap one arm around his waist and help him up so he's facing me. I let my hand rest on his waist and smile kindly. "I like your eyes…and you're handsome"
He raises my glasses with one hand and plants a kiss on my lips for a few seconds. I´m not in the mood to respond him, and keep my lips unmoving. He pulls back a little for a second, clearly annoyed, but goes again to kiss me and kiss me until I start smiling and eventually responding. I pull him closer and now he smiles against my lips.
"Now are we going to go…?" he asks between kisses but I shake my head lightly "or do I have to make you?"
I slump my head back and groan "Fine, we´ll see your stupid show"
"Really?!" his eyes widen like a child in front of candy and I nod. He pulls my head forward and kisses me straight, then pushes my head back just inches from his. "You know I love you"
"Hmm hmm" I agree "At what time is your program?"
"I still have five more minutes to cuddle with you" he says and continues o lay his head on my chest tiredly.
I wonder how he can be so cute and manipulating. He can always get me to do what he wants when he wants in a way I´ll never know how. But I will always let him. Because I really don´t care when he does. It makes me feel special in some odd way.