Play fighting with Andrew is easily your favourite pastime. Though he never initiates it, you always do. You always pretend to act all big and strong, knowing that Andrew is in fact taller and stronger than you. But you don’t care, you do it anyway.

The second you walk into the bedroom with that smug smirk on your face, Andrew immediately knows what you’re up to.

“Again? We did this not even an hour ago.” He says in amusement, looking up from the book he’s holding.