We were sitting in the living room at the dining table and talked for a while, while eating something.
I kept my elbow on the table while my hand supported my head as I stared at you. I bet I looked like I was really in love and to be honest even while listening to you talk I didn't really get what you were talking about. I just kept looking at you with a smile and nodded whenever you asked me something.
"...so then George came to me and talked about his wife none stop. Oh my god this dude. He kept taaaaalking and annoying me...Maybe that's how they feel about me when I talk about you", you chuckled and I kept smiling at you. You raised an eyebrow now really confused. I haven't been saying anything for the past few minutes and just nodded here and there.
"..Baby?", you asked.
"Yes?"
"Are you okay?"
"Why?", Weird. Why would you ask me that? Did I look sick?
"You haven't been talking at all and just kept staring at me. I mean you look cute but-", I cut you off with a: "You're just so nice to look at, baby. I don't know what you were talking about but I love your voice"
You kinda wanted to get mad at me for not listening but at the same time, it was nice to hear compliments from the one you love so...you just smiled at me and chuckled.
"How cute. Thank you, baby."
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