"Try me", you smirked, quickly grabbing the slice before he tackled you, "I'm convinced you never graduated kindergarten", you mocked, holding the slice up high.

"Says the very mature adult fighting for pizza", he sneered back as he pulled your wrist closer, attempting to bite the slice.

"alright, alright! Let's deal with this like rational people", you tried to resolve as his grip on your arm slightly loosened, eyeing you with comical suspicion.

"We'll cut the slice into two halves", you suggested with such seriousness, one might've thought you two were solving a despairing case.

"and you get more toppings while I get a cheese bread? Yeah, no, I don't think so", he retorted, seeming quite pleased with his answer.

"we'll split the toppings in half, too", you added reluctantly, rolling your eyes.

"Split 5, dummy", he snickered, "I have a trade offer", he said in the tone of a buisness man with an undeniable deal as he closed the gap between and pressed a chaste kiss on your lips, a sardonic smile plastered on his face when he noticed your flustered stutters and startled eyes before finally giving in.

He gently released your dazed form, content with his antics, "and I get this", he chirped, biting into the slice.

"That's not fair", you childishly glowered once you regained consciousness, eyes seeming to find everything in the room fascinating except him.

"You're so cute when you pout", he flirted, clearly enjoying the way he could make you flush with a few foolishly adorable words.

"that kiss isn't equal to the slice"

"oh, so you want more attention?", he pressed further, chuckling as he grabbed his MP3 player and laid down on the bed, sliding over.

Once you settled down next to him, a certain obscure, warm yet piercing thought seemed to overwhelm you, vague questions that you delayed took odd shapes, glaring at you from the corner of your mind, baring fangs.

But another feeling seemed to envelope you, averting your gaze from the distorted images temporarily, sinking you further into a little made-up paradise; his arms secured around your body as you felt a soft kiss on your forehead, your soul drifting away into the starry sky with the wistful melodies from a forgotten decade.

"Savour these moments, memorise every feeling and touch, because you'll never know when they'll be stolen", consciousness seemed to whisper, warning about the cold, unnerving world outside.