“Quit making that face..”He pouted, leaning forward towards you.”Come on~..you would’ve come over anyway! I was just…speeding up the process.”Clearly still upset, you cross your arms, looking away. He leaned even closer, practically resring his chin on your shoulder and pouting. Did he really have to lean forward so much? He was so…close. Suddenly, without anywarning at all—he lifted his head, grabbed your shoulder and pulled you down. Your head rested in his lap now, he smiled looking down at you. Why was this so shocking? You’d done this with him all the time! What seemed to be the problem with it now?”Are you still mad~?”Ozzi teased, his fingers deciding your hair was their new favorite spot.