A mischievous him

Smiles relaxingly lay back on the sofa, watching videos on her phone.

Keane sat on his desk, glancing at her from time to time.

The lady was too busy to notice the frown on his face. He doesn't like it when she is all busy, as if he isn't by her.

He clears his throats, hoping on getting her attention but to no avail.

He frowns, thinking about what to do next.

His hands type on the keyboard as fast as he could, he doesn't know what he is typing, all he knows is he is trying to get her attention.

She still didn't react and just kept on working on her phone.

With no other choice, he walks to her side.

"Do I really have to do this?" He asked, pulling her into his embrace. She raised a brow questioningly.

"Fight, to get your attention with your phone," he complains, pouting his lips.

She chuckles, finding him even cuter.

"I feel like it will be worse when they are out" he confessed, sadly.

She faces him, pinch on his cheeks.

"You don't have to seek my attention, it's always on you" she ass