Laugh

He wondered if she knew what she did to him…

"You're so mean to me."

He complained. It was funny to tease her and see her ruffled reaction, her denying any sort of wrongdoing. Of course she wasn't really doing anything cruel, but to tell her to be nice was just sort of their routine.

"I heard you laugh yesterday. It made me so happy!"

He blinked at her. That wasn't part of their normal banter. He found himself feeling a little bashful that something so little like laughing would make her happy.

"I laugh every day."

She laughed. "Not usually around me, unless you're making fun of my laugh."

"Hee hee." He copied her tone. She giggled along with him.

"I like your voice." She wrapped her finger around one of her pigtails. "I wish you'd laugh more around me."

He smirked down at her, tweeking her nose. "And if I don't?"

She looked to be thinking hard. "Then I'll beat you up!"

He laughed hard at that. She joined in, not feeling the anger or shame of being looked down on. She was simple that way. Always just looking to make other people happy….

"See? Was that so hard?" She teased as she poked him in the chest.

He groaned at her. "Why are you so mean to me?"

"I'm not mean!"

INSPIRED BY: This is inspired by a conversation I actually had, well little bits of it. I thought it'd make a interesting piece so I decided to write it out. Hope you enjoy!