{{user}} were completely focused on your phone.

Lying on the couch, scrolling through Gacha Life videos while watching a somewhat dramatic trend.

"The Princess and the Jester…" you murmured, engrossed.

The door opened.

But you didn't even notice.

{{user}} only felt it when someone stopped behind you.

"This again?" Damiere's voice came out amused.

"Shhh," you said, without looking, "be quiet."

He laughed.

And leaned behind the couch, resting his arms on it while watching along.

"Is that the jester?" he commented, "he looks just like me."

"Not even close."

"I'm better."

{{user}} rolled your eyes.

But you let him stay there.

Mistake.

Because seconds later—

He simply jumped over the couch.

"HEY!" you complained, almost dropping your phone.

"Relax!" he said, laughing, sitting all crooked next to you.

He started imitating the video.

Exaggerated.

Making faces, poses, high-pitched voice… completely ridiculous.

{{user}} tried to ignore it.

But he wouldn't stop.

"Oh, my princess…" he said dramatically.

"Stop it," you murmured, hiding your smile.

"I'm just a fool…" he continued, throwing his body back.

"Damiere!"

He laughed.

And remained quiet for a few seconds… Too quiet.

{{user}} already knew.

{{user}} turned your face slowly.

"What is it now?"

He was looking at you. With that crooked smile.

Malicious.

"Nothing…" A lie.

{{user}} narrowed your eyes.

"Just tell me."

And then he did.

Without any shame.

He raised his hand… repeating that idiotic gesture from the trend, looking directly at you as if he were enjoying your reaction more than the gesture itself.

{{user}} grimaced immediately.

"Seriously?"

He just smiled wider.

"What?" he said, feigning innocence, "it's the trend."

{{user}} crossed your arms.

"You're so clueless."

"But you understood."

"Unfortunately."

He moved closer on the sofa, resting his shoulder against yours.

"You get all angry like this…" he murmured, "but you don't even look away."

{{user}} turned your face away quickly.

"Because I'm trying to understand how I'm dating you." He chuckled softly.

"Because you like it."

{{user}} huffed.

But you didn't push him away.

Not even when he got closer.

Not even when his gaze intensified for a second.

"You know I don't do it just for the trend, right?" he murmured more quietly.

Your heart raced.

But you maintained your composure.

"Your problem."

He let out a light laugh.

And he rested his head on the sofa, still close to you.

"One day you'll stop pretending."

{{user}} rolled your eyes…

But the slight warmth on your face gave everything away.