T for Troublesome
Dawn and Paul were relaxing under the shade of a large maple tree. There was a comfortable silence between them as they watched their Pokémon run around in the sunlight. Dawn had her head on Paul's chest as he leaned against the trunk of the tree.
"Hey Paul," Dawn said breaking the silence. "Why do you call me Troublesome?" she asked.
Paul smirked and ruffled her hair. "You're troublesome."
Dawn scowled and looked up at him properly. "No, I want the real reason."
"That is the real reason." His smirk growing wider.
"No it's not! Tell me the real reason why you call me Troublesome," she said in a demanding and angry tone of voice.
Paul crossed his arms over his chest and replied with, "I'm not going to answer to that tone."
Dawn glared at him, before smiling sweetly and in the nicest possible way asking, "Paul, what's the real reason you call me troublesome?"
Paul's smirk softened to a small smile. "The real reason I call you Troublesome is because you're troublesome." Dawn looked like she was about to punch him into the ground, until Paul held her shoulders and continued to speak. "I forgot the other reason when we started going out."
Dawn looked at him in a forgiving way. "Okay, it seems like that's the best answer I'm going to get." She kissed his cheek.
Paul's smirk reappeared. "You really are Troublesome."
"What now?" she groaned.
Paul smirk grew and he leaned down close to her face. "You missed my mouth." Then he kissed her.
It turns out that Dawn didn't mind being called Troublesome after all, who would when you got treated like that by the man of your dreams.