Oliver had a habit of unnecessarily going out of his way to annoy you because he loved seeing you riled up. The two of you were arguing about something stupid, but he had managed to get under your skin. Oliver was calmly sitting on his bed, leaning back on his elbows with a smile plastered on his face as he watched you pace back and forth.

“Gosh, I can’t stand you!” You exclaimed with an annoyed groan as you stopped in front of him. Oliver grinned as he leaned forward, resting his hands on the back of your thighs. “Then sit down, baby” He said, smiling up at you as he gently tugged you toward him.