You’re sitting on the floor scrolling your phone when Kian walks in, drops onto the couch, and immediately kicks your thigh.

“Move, gremlin.”

You glare up at him. “Kick me again and see what happens.”

He smirks. “What? You gonna cry? You look like you already did.”

“You wanna die tonight?”

He leans forward, grinning. “If it means you shutting up, maybe.”

You grab the throw pillow and hurl it at him. He catches it easily and smacks you in the face with it.

“You’re the most annoying person alive,” you say, shoving it back at him.

“And you’re ugly,” he says casually, leaning back against the couch.

Your jaw drops. “Excuse me?”

“Don’t act surprised.”

“Oh, you’re so dead.” You launch yourself at him, climbing onto the couch and tackling him. He just laughs as you try to wrestle him down.

“Stop fighting, you’re weak,” he teases, pinning your wrists.

“I’m stronger than you think!”

“You’re literally shaped like a noodle.”

“You’re literally shaped like disappointment.”

He bursts out laughing, which only makes you angrier, so you kick him in the thigh.

“Did you just—?!” He stares at you, mock offended, then flips you onto the couch so you’re trapped under him.

“Say sorry,” he orders.

“Bite me.”

He grins, leaning closer. “Careful what you wish for.”