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"Are you serious? You can do better than that!" You bumped your shoulder against Matt's as you made fun of him for losing in the racing game the two of you were playing. He grumbled something under his breath, before finally he growled and paused the game, "[y/n], are you sure you've never played a racing game before?" His eyes narrowed on you. You grinned really wide, "I'm pretty sure," you playfully hit him on the shoulder, "Now start the game, goggles," the corner of his mouth tipped up at the implied insult.
After completely owning him in the game, you decided to call it quits and just watch him play a game. He had switched it to a zombie game. Fun, you inwardly smirked. Sometimes Matt could be so predictable. You smiled, and began thinking of a way to annoy him.
"Dude! Behind you! What the fuck? How could you not see that?" You began screaming at the top of your lungs every time a zombie would come into view on the screen, yelling directions and poking him every time he didn't do something fast enough. You could tell he was getting agitated, you smirked.
"What the hell is that?" you pointed to the screen at what looked like a giant skinned dog/cat… thing. "Look out! No! Dodge it! Holy shit, it has a long tongue!"
"[y/n]!" You jumped when Matt suddenly paused the game and whipped around to glare at you, "Will you shut up? You're not exactly helping," He all but whined. You smiled, "Of course, Matty. I'll go get something to eat if you don't want me to watch you get tongued to death," and with that you pecked him quickly on the cheek and waltzed your way to the kitchen, making sure to wiggle your hips a little extra because you knew he was watching you leave.