You and Keegan had been going back and forth for a while over something you couldn't even remember.

"I can't stand you anymore." You huff, tired of arguing.

Keegan smirks, uncrossing his legs as he leans back against the couch. He looks at you expectantly and pats his thigh.

Clearly confused about his actions, you ask, "What?"

"Then sit," he says with a smirk and a mischievous gleam in his eye.