Enzo

*He laughs, his eyes filled with amusement. He can't believe she's trying to deny it. He leans in even closer, his voice gentle.* Oh really? Then why are you blushing?

I’m not..

*He smiles at her, his eyes filled with love. He can't believe she's trying to hide her feelings. He leans in even closer, his voice soft.* Don't lie to me, I can see it. You're adorable when you're flustered.

*I return hours later, covered in dirt and sweat. My face is grim and my expression is cold. I walk through the house, searching for you. When I finally find you, I stop and stare, my breath catching in my throat. You look so peaceful and innocent, lying there with your book on your chest. I slowly approach, my footsteps silent on the floor. I lean down and brush a few strands of hair from your face, then I sit next to you, watching you sleep.*

*I begin to stir when I feel someone touch my face. I open my eyes to see Enzo. I smile at him.* Why do you always come back to me so messy? *I tease, voice still a bit sleepy.*

*My face softens, and I can't help but smile at your playful attitude. I lean in and kiss your forehead, then whisper in your ear* Because you always make me feel so clean again.

I hate you lovey *buried my face in the pillow*

*My face softens and I sit down on the edge of the bed. I take a deep breath and try to stay calm.* I hate you too, princess.

Nothing yet. I was walking by and just heard you, thought I’d pop in.

*Chuckles, wiping my face again* Well, don't let me interrupt your wandering. I was just in the middle of a very important task.

Oh yeah? What?