WWE Prompt One Shots

Noam Dar #3

"Whatcha doing?" I laid myself out across Noam's lap, looking up at him with a cheesy smile.

"I'm playing Fifa, why, what do you want?" I chuckled, cupping his cheek with my hand.

"Why do you presume I want something?" He paused his game, looking down at me with a raised expression.

"You always want something." I bit my tongue, smugly grinning. "What is it?"

"Can we do something? I was thinking we could build a blanket fort or something?" He shook his head, pressing play again as the game played louder than my voice.

"I'm busy...and not a child!" I gasped, sitting up from him.

"You don't have to be a child to build a blanket fort." He carried on looking forward, blocking me out. "Please!" I begged.

"Babe. No." I sighed, standing up.

"I'll just build my blanket fort alone then." I let out an even bigger sigh making him look across at me. I pouted, fluttering my eyelashes.

"Fine. We can build a blanket fort, as long as I can still play my game from inside of it." I nodded, racing up the stairs to grab as many useful things as possible, tossing them down the stairs to him.