Never Apart

"Let's play a game. And who ever falls in love first? Loses," she smiled seductively.

"What would we be doing?" The boy smirked.

"Wishing good morning and good night, talking with each other and whispering sweet nothings," she whispered on his ear.

His grip on her waist tightened, "You know you're playing with the wrong person here, (Y/N)."

(Y/N) giggled, her hand lifted his chin, "And that's what it makes fun. I'm pretty dangerous too."

He laughed languidly, "You better not back down later, pretty prey. I'm pretty much a good hunter. Just hope you won't fall, belle."