Fluffs

Pizza?

"Go fuck yourself." I muttered under my breath as I slammed the door shut.

"You don't have to be so rude!" He shouted from behind the door. I opened the door again which led to him falling over.

"Why the hell were you leaning against the door?"

"You don't have to know the reason behind everything I do."

"You were waiting for me to come back, weren't you? You were listening just in case you heard me walk back, huh?"

"No I wasn't." He sheepishly said. I patted his head.

"Don't lie. You're already caught."

"So what if I was?"

"Nothing. Just shows that you still care."

"Oh, haha. As if I'd care about you." He said, closing the door. Before he was able to fully close it, I lodged my foot in between the door and the frame.

"Remove your damn foot."

"Admit first that you care."

"And why would I do that?"

"I'm not leaving until you do."

"Are you sure about that?"

"I'm perfectly fine lodging my foot here for a few hours. Not sure about you though. I know for sure you can't keep holding the door like that." I said, sitting down on the floor, keeping my foot blocked. He sighed and opened the door.

"Whatever." He said, leaving the door wide open. Instead of following him inside, I started walking away. Before I went farther, I looked behind me. I found him peeking and when he saw me, he accudentally slammed his door in panic. I laughed and let it be.

A couple hours later and he still hadn't come out of his room. I decided to make it up to him by ordering pizza and giving him half the box.

"Knock knock. Anybody ordered pizza?" I calmly asked. No answer. I tried to open the door but apparently, he locked it. I took the spare key and opened the door. I found him inside, huddled in a pile of blankets and pillows. Was he making a pillow fort?

"Hey... wake up. I ordered pizza!" I coaxed. Still in a daze, he opened his eyes.

"You're not mad anymore?" He asked, slowly getting up.

"Of course not. Now come on you big baby, let's eat some pizza."