You and Luke were sitting on the swing at the playground when u started asking him silly questions about what he does when he's bored.

"You're going to laugh at me." He said, and u insisted on hearing it. He told u, and u couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Oh, shut-up, you know you think it's cute." He remarked playfully. "Is that so?" You replied between fits of laughter.

"Yes, you do. Don't play coy with me." He teased while you swung, his gaze filled with admiration as he watched you.