#d-cher

"Don't say that," She cooed softly, gently batting the hand that was staying on her side, still insistent to poke at it relentlessly. The brunette wasn't a fan of seeing him upset, ultimately leaving it to herself to make him happy. But if he didn't want it, what could she do about it? "If not happy," Cher started softly, pressing a kiss against his shirt. "I'll just try to get a smile out of you then," Her hand seized its tickling to rub his sides instead, his skin warm under her touch. "Okay?"

"You are a bed wetter!," Her laughter mixed with his, her body twitching when his finger probed at her side, eliciting a giggle out of her. Her immediate reaction was to get back at him, tickling at his sides whilst burying her head further into his chest. "We're going out tomorrow," Cher mumbled softly, the words muffled by his figure. "It is my absolute mission to make you happy again," And she was serious about that, holding tight onto the idea. "Is that okay?," She wanted his approval first.

Her lips pursed into a small frown, head shaking at his words before she sent a hand down to his stomach, smacking gently at it. "I'm not going to wet the bed, idiot," Cher was annoyed but she shrugged it off, lying back into the bed with her head resting on his chest, an ear pressed against his warm skin. She pulled a faint grin, feeling her cheeks colouring along. "Pretty sure you'll be doing that," It was an honest laugh she gave out, her arm draped over his waist as she turned to her side.

"We've agreed that I'm a teddybear," She smiled bashfully to herself, reminiscent of the day her nickname was created. But that grin fell into a slight frown when she was reminded of the last time she took a fall from the bed, her head needed a couple of stitches done to it. "Who asked you to kick me off?," Her voice went hushed, head shaking softly before she sat upright, reluctantly pulling back from him. By then, her lips had formed a quivering pout, "At least, let me sleep next to you then."

"Shut up, idiot," She whined mercilessly into the open air, hooking her arms around his waist whilst burying her head into his chest. She didn't care whether he'd hug her back, all she wanted was the bed. Well, maybe him accompanying her too. "You know, we could share it," The thought of it brought a small laugh from the brunette, knowing the chances were very slim. Her eyes were already falling shut, figure relaxing entirely. Don was warm, she was only taking advantage of it. "Let me stay."

One eyebrow raised in question, lips tugging a gentle smile as she witnessed him falling back into the bed, a soft chuckle that came countering his words. "As if I'm going to listen to you," Cher muttered haughtily, her tone laced with mischief. There was no questioning that he was back as an asshole, she wouldn't want things to be any other way. "I guess I'm going to have to steal it from you," It wasn't long until she came to rest her figure on top of his, her laughter filling the room.

Her mouth gaped open, eyes widening slightly at the sounds he let out before she pulled on a smirk, pushing heavily at his muscular frame. "Yeah, yeah. I know how badly you want me," Her caramel hues did a roll before they fell upon her friend again, his grin was definitely a welcoming sight. "Or, how about I get the bed," Her head tilted slightly, gesturing to the living room. "You get that crappy sofa of yours, yeah?," She feigned an innocent expression, batting her eyelashes at him.

She gave a chuckle at hearing his offending tone, pleased to have the air clear of its heavy atmosphere. Things were slowly shifting to normal, just barely. "Don't act like you don't like that kiss," The tease was done wholeheartedly, a small grin quirked by her lips. Her shoulders gave a brief shrug, eyes passing by him to look at his bedroom. "I'll stay," Cher offered softly, placing a hand on his shoulder. "If you want me around that is," The girl didn't want to disturb, not in any way.