"Hey can you pass me the showclatoe."
"It's cioccolato."
"Shocawlatoe."
"Cioccolato."
"That's what I said! Seeyoucoolato!"
Nico shook his head and sighed with a hint of annoyance in his voice. He lightly squeezed your cheeks with his hand. He leaned in and raised his eyebrows. "Cio-cco-la-to."
You felt your cheeks get hot from his closeness. Thanks to those pair of dark mesmerizing orbs fixed on your lips, all you could manage was a dazed look on your face with your mouth slightly open.
He waited for you to try to get the word right, but nothing would come out of your mouth. The next thing you remembered was his hand playfully pushing your face sideways and him chuckling at your dumb expression. "Nah. I think I'll keep these showclatoes to myself." He said mocking you.
You finally snap out of your trance, "di Angelo I bought those showcla-whatevers for-" You stopped mid sentence right when he stuffed a handful of truffles in your mouth. You sat there contemplating what just happened. "What was that??" You said with a mouthful of chocolate.
"You said you wanted chocolate, well then there's your chocolate." He smirked at your perplexed reaction.
You roll your eyes and smile at how cute the ghost king was acting.
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A/N
I hope you enjoyed my little story. Sorry if it's sucky (is that even a word?) , it is my first time writing and all. But yeah um thanks for reading. Ok bye.
