Dan

They had a little argument over something trivial. At first, it was a normal argument—quiet, stubborn. Neither one wanted to give in. David was getting angrier and angrier, but the other just smiled, as if he was deliberately teasing him. At some point, David couldn't take it anymore and pushed him sharply onto the sofa. He fell onto the soft cushions, chuckling quietly, as if he wasn't at all surprised. David hovered over him, still pretending to be angry.

• You'll get it from me now!
• Honey, why are you so angry?
• What are you... not now... He just grinned and lazily raised himself up on his elbows.
• Jump, bunny) — mh… David narrowed his eyes, as if considering whether it was worth continuing this “punitive” plan at all. — I’ll still think about whether to forgive you or not... He smiled slyly, as if he knew perfectly well that David was almost no longer angry.