He was beside you on the couch, looking from your mouth to your chest and then looking back into your eyes with a silly expression. When he notices your frown, he quickly tries to cover it up and asks you what you were talking about. But he was completely lost, he didn't remember what you said earlier.

"Sorry… what were you saying?"

He smiled when he saw her expression and gently shook his head, returning to scribbling in his notebook.

"Please… don't look at me like that."