- I'm sooo bored... - he whines for the third time, looking at me.
- Yeah... - I murmur, not paying too much attention to him.
- I can't get to sleep - he talks again.
- Aham... - I say, without looking away from the book.
He frowns and mutters a not so pretty word against me. I roll my eyes and ignore him.
After a few seconds, he interrumpts me again.
- Hey! - he exclaims suddenly, jumping in the bed excited. - Let's play a game!
I groan. I know he won't leave me in peace until I say yes.
- Shoot - I whisper, turning back to him.
He scratches his cheek.
- Well, I choose a color right? And then you have to say the first thing that comes to your mind - he explains, moving his hands up and down. - It's easy, isn't it?
He can't be serious. Or so I though. I look at his eyes. Oh damn, he is.
- Do what you want, Matt - I snort in response. He's going to do it anyway.
He give me a huge smile.
- Red! - he shouts.
Woh. That was fast.
- Blood - I answer automatically.
He blinks. I blink. He blinks again.
- I'm not sure of playing this game anymore... - he pouts, curling up over himself.
I can't avoid laughing, asking forgiveness with my eyes.
- Wah, he's so cute - I think, biting my lips. - Sorry, Matt. Go ahead - I tell him.
He starts again.
- Orange.
- This room.
He nods.
- Uhm... Brown.
- Poop.
He tilts his head to one side.
- Feel like a five years old? - he asks me, smirking.
I frown.
- Shut up. You said anything would be fine - I defending myself.
He sticks out his tongue
- ¿Blue?
I wait for a few seconds before answering him.
- Freedom.
He look at me in a sweet way. Probably, he knew that I would say that.
- Grey.
- What the...? - I complain. - Don't you have a better colour?
- Just answer, whiner.
I look at him pissed off, but immediately I think about my answer.
- I gues... ¿Gray? - I say, doubtful.
- That was a bad pun - he says, and I shrug. It's not like I care about it anyway.
- What about green?
- I don't know, I guess nature or something like that - I say, and then I make a funny face. - Or maybe Piccolo. He was one of the best characters from Dragon Ball!
He throws me a stuffed animal.
- Be serious! - he says, falsely annoyed. I smile. - Uhm... And purple?
- My new trousers - I reply.
- Bleh, that's boooooring - he grins.
- Shut up! - I said laughing. - I couldn't think about any other thing!
- Yeah, I got it, I got it. Don't bite me puppy - he joks. - So, now... Black.
- Darkness... - I say, not sure about it. - But in a good way, I think.
He nods.
- And finally.... White!
- Sex - that's the first word that come to my mind.
He raises an eyebrow.
- Seriously? - he asks me surprised. - You know, it's supossed to mean something like "pure" or "virginity" and those cute things...
I smirk and look at him.
- And also is the color of the white stuff that flows out when you guys...
He raises his arms and shakes his head, interrupting me.
- Wait there, honey. I don't want to hear something like that from your mouth - he says serious, but even so he is smiling. - At least not if we aren't in a bed and you don't wear less clothes.
I shrug, trying not to laugh out loud.
- You asked for that, weirdo.
He doesn't say anything for a minute, and that disappoints me a little.
- So? That's all? - I ask, raising an eyebrow. - I don't win a prize or something? - he shakes his head and I let out a sigh. - Boredom is not made for you, Matt.
He smiles, but still doesn't say a word.
- And what about you? - I ask, trying to distract me. - I don't know... Green, for example.
He shrugs.
- I don't mind.
I groan. That's so like him.
- It's not fair. I had to respond to everything - I pout. - You're not funny at all.
He laughs.
- That's not what I meant - he says.
I blink confused, silently telling him to go on.
- Every color reminds me about you - he says simply. - So it doesn't matter which color will you choose. The asnwer will be the same every time. Just you - he smirks. - Always you.
I open my mouth, but the words don't come out. I feel my cheeks burn.
- You're blushing - he says amused.
I get up quickly and covered his face with the pillow.
- I'm not blushing! Shut up! - I shout at him. He smiles under the pillow.
Neither of us move for a few seconds.
- You're everything - he finally whispers.
I blush even harder.
- Shut up - I murmur, falling into his lap. I bit my lip, trying no to smile. - Just... agh, shut up.
'Cause the world it's not just black and white.
