003. pretty please
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"Please, Squall?" Rinoa pleaded.
"No," Squall bluntly answered without looking at her, clicking away on his computer.
"Pretty please with a cherry on top?"
He ignored her.
"Pretty please with two cherries on top?" Rinoa pulled up two fingers at him and waved them across his face.
What did that even mean? Squall thought exasperatedly. He fought off the headache trying to interfere with his work as he rubbed his forehead. "No, Rinoa."
"Three cherries?"
"No."
"Four cherries!"
"How about no cherries?"
"Meanie," she muttered jokingly at him.
Squall rolled his eyes. "Whatever."
Rinoa huffed, though his usual stoic reply made her laugh softly. She sighed, stretching her legs out against the seat she was sitting in as she came up with her final plan. He could never resist her after this!
She got up and gently used her hand to turn Squall's head. He arched a frustrated brow at her, making Rinoa grin in glee. "How about pretty please with," she sang and pecked his lips a couple of times, "Five kisses on top instead?"
Squall's entire face bloomed red and Rinoa giggled in victory as she watched him trying to come up with an answer. Oh, she loved catching him off guard like that. He looked so adorable!
"You should really stop doing that..." Squall finally mumbled and went straight back to his computer. His cheeks were still pink though. "And the answer is still no."
"Aww, Squaaaaall!" Rinoa whined and wrapped her arms around his neck from behind with hopes to get what she wanted as she continued to pepper kisses all over his face.
Surprisingly, Squall found himself unable to stop her when she did.