Davids POV
Im sitting on one end of the sofa, watching friends and drinking a hot cup of tea. I giggle and look at Simon out the corner of my eye. Im at Simons house, as I stayed over after the small ''party'' we had yesterday after a good day of filming BGT. The others and I came over and drank a bit, doing karaoke and a bunch of other stuff. It was fun.
He's wearing glasses, 'he always looks so adorable wearing them' I smile at his cuteness. I disregard the show and watch as he bites at the end of his pen, staring frustrated down at a piece of paper.
"Whats up?" I lean closer to him, trying to see what it is. "Im just trying to solve this crossword" I grin and nudge him "I cant believe youre so old, doing crosswords". He groans and rolls his eyes but I notice a small smile on his lips.
"Oh shut up, this is bloody frustrating" I lean back over to my side, taking a sip. "What is it then?"
He grumbles "sometimes annoying, but still manages to be somewhat adorable and is always incredibly beautiful"
"Hmm" I wonder out loud. He then turns to me and grins like the damn cheshire cat, "David". I hum and look at him confused, smiling. "It fits"
I stare at him confused before it clicks. I choke on nothing and hide my face behind my hand. "Ohmygod youre so cheesy Si" I grin and bite my lip, looking at him. "But its correct"
I roll my eyes and feel my face getting even hotter. He grins even more and pecks me on my lips and goes back to his crosswords.
'Goddamnit I love him'
(Hi yeah i havent written in a while so I just felt like doing this fluff thing ig? Got the idea from a prompt its short but oh well)
