“hey, caleb.” 

“yeah, pips?”

“could you stand for me?” he complies, walking over to where you are, albeit a little confused.  

“spin for me.” caleb cocks a brow at your demand but does as you say. 

“what’s this for, pipsqueak?” you only smiled as you circled his frame, poking slightly at his arms and waist, caleb scoffed but let you do as you pleased.

“hm… clap to the beat of your favorite song, right now.” you crossed your arms, waiting for him to follow your instruction. 

with a split second of hesitation, caleb amps your request, going as far as to hum his favorite song, a familiar tune you always hear when he’s cooking at home. 

the next five minutes were spent with you making him do silly commands, at that point, caleb stopped questioning you and did what you said. 

“—okay, now give me a kiss,” caleb smirks, dipping down and pulling you onto his chest, lips smacking against yours. 

he pulls away with an exaggerated mwa! 

you giggled, patting his arm before sitting down on the couch once more. 

“so…” caleb sits down beside you, arm wrapping around your shoulders as he pulls you flush against him. 

“what was that all about?” 

you give him an innocent smile, tilting your head slightly. 

“nothing!” you chirp, intertwining his free hand with yours. 

“just reminding you who’s in charge.”