Blinded by him

"Don't you dare throw that at me!" I warn Miles, while he throws the peas on his spoon at me. I manage to bend down right before the peas hit me. I laugh maliciously while I grab a handful of peas and throw them back at him. They were thrown at his face, but the lack of strength used to throw them, caused them to fall on his lap. "Really Gray?", Miles asks with a face of disbelief. "I thought you could do better," he says looking down. I immediately start laughing at his terrible sarcasm. I throw myself at him and seconds later he lies on the grass, almost fully covered by the insane amount of hair on my head, as my lips touch his.