"Samir" He did not even look at me and turned off the stove. I walked closer to him and held his arm "look at me" He pulled his arm away and started serving the food.

I sighed sitting on a chair. "you can't just ignore me after being so nice to me" I kept looking at him but he was too busy having his breakfast. After he was done eating he got up and kept his plates in sink, he turned around and I stood in front of him.

"Samir, I was just kidding, don't be mad at me I'm sorry" He sighed and looked at me.

"that's not how I'll accept your sorry"

"What do you want me to do?" He bent towards me offering me his clearly shaved jaw.

He wants you to kiss him, come on you can't be that dumb now.

I thought for a moment and then quickly pecked his cheek. I was a blushing mess right now, my face was all heated up.

He stood straight and cleared his throat "It's still not enough" I got on my toes keeping my hands on his shoulder and pecked his other cheek too and mumbled a sorry before regaining my old position.

He looked at me with a slight smile on his face which soon turned into a grin. "I knew you were kidding, I was just playing along" I pushed him and he laughed at me.

"that wasn't even funny, idiot" I walked to the couch and started scrolling on my phone while he went upstairs to get ready.

.....

It's been 20 minutes since we left home. How long do we have to travel. I looked out of the window to see a ice cream shop, I kept looking at it until it was out of my sight.

"Do you want something?"

"uh, No" I looked at him who had a smile on his face by now.

"There's one more ice cream parlor in our way I'll get you one from there" I looked away because of the embarrassment.

"I don't want ice cream" I heard a chuckle from his side.

"really?"

"yes"

"as you say" He continued driving with a smile on his face. My eyes again went on his hands, you don't know how badly I want to hold his hands.

His hands are so pretty and who wouldn't like to hold pretty hands.

I saw him look at me so I slowly shifted my gaze from his hands to my lap. I started fidgeting with my hands and soon he placed his hand on mine. I looked up at him, he intertwined his hand with mine and I smiled looking down.

Why is he so damn nice?

I held his hand tightly and he smiled passing me a glance "You could've just asked if you wanted to hold my hands so badly"

"I did not" yeah I was trying to play cool.

"that was so obvious I've noticed you staring at my hands many times" He took a deep dramatic breath and looked at me "Don't tell me you have hand fetish"

I laughed because of the way he reacted and the car stopped. "Get down, we're getting ice cream"

He opened the door for me and I passed him a sweet smile before getting out.

....

"Oww" He said with his mouth full of ice cream.

"what?" I asked and he chewed it and gulped it down.

"I forgot to save the last bite for you" My face dropped as I remembered I asked him to save the last bite of his cone for me, because he said he don't like chocolate.

"It's okay" I said and focused on mine.

"I'm sorry, it just slipped from my mind" He said and his eyes were again focused on the road as he continued driving.

I hummed and ate my ice cream in silence.