#ahhhhhhhhh.

Arda was telling you a story about what happened with Jude a week prior. His eyes forming slits as he laughed, his hand coming up to cover his mouth, a habit he had formed long before either of you met.

Smiling at the sound that left his lips, a sound you’d grown to love, you take a sip of your coffee and swallow. “Tell me another story.” You insist.

Arda wasn’t usually this talkative, and you wanted it to continue. You loved to hear him talk as much as possible, since it was you who did the talking most of the time.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to-“ He stops talking when he notices the way your head tilted to the side eyebrows raising, giving him a look he knew all too well. Your silent way of scolding him, ‘Arda. Come on.’

“Fine! Fine! No need to give me that look.” He raises his hands in surrender, “okay, so—“

He’s talking again, this time telling you a story from his childhood. His eyes widen the longer he speaks, using more dramatic forms to tell the story. He uses his hands while he speaks, causing your amusement to grow.

At the peak of his story, the funniest part, you start to laugh. Subconsciously, your hand comes up to cover your mouth, something you hadn’t noticed but your boyfriend does.

He’d stopped his story instantly, too distracted by your actions to continue. He wanted to savor that moment. Your laughter dies down when you realize he’s stopped speaking, “uhhh… why’d you stop?”

Arda smirks, “do you realize what you just did? Or are you trying to mock me?” His eyebrow tips upward accusatorially.

Setting your coffee cup down on the table, you cock your head to the side in confusion. “What are you talking about? What’d I do?” You genuinely did not realize what you had done.

That fact only makes Arda’s heart swell. “You laughed and covered your mouth. I mean, it was cute and all, but did you seriously not do that on purpose?” His lips still turned up in amusement at the whole situation.

You shake your head adamantly, “i’m serious! I didn’t do it consciously! And it’s only cute when you do it, thats your thing.” You huff, crossing your arms defiantly.

“Yeah, yeah. It’s cute that you’re picking up on things I do, even though we’ve only been dating for two months.” He says, wriggling his eyebrows teasingly.

Rolling your eyes, you lean back in your chair. “Two months of having to be around you constantly! Not my fault you’re clingy.” You shoot back, turning the tables on him.

Arda gawks at you. There was no way this conversation turned back on him. “Hey! This is not about me! And I am not clingy? Am I?”

“You are, but it’s adorable, don’t you worry.” You smile, leaning forward again, putting your elbows on the table, and resting your head in your palms.

Arda watches you, eyes darting around your face, “you still did my laugh.” He points out.

“Please don’t ruin the moment.” You groan, head tipping forward as your hair falls across your face, hiding your smile.

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