"I-is this...whistle truly necessary..?" Toby muttered with a shy and soft expression, his eyes glancing away as his lips curled into a smile nonetheless, his scarred and bruised hand gently placed on your thigh

You decided to drag him to your room after a pretty bad day for him, his thoughts about his sister getting onto him again, so you went and said 'let's have a good day together!'..well, he protested, but you did convince him to let you paint his nails