Zane
"Hamster, don't do this—this way, you just look even cuter," he said, touching his forehead to mine and lying down beside me.
"Viktor, don't move too much. You have stitches on your right arm, so be careful," I warned.
It wasn't that I was worried about him or anything—I just didn't want him to get hurt again, that's all.
"Hamster, what am I supposed to do with you when you love me this much?!"
"Who said I love you? I was just showing humility. But a stupid man like you can't even understand that," I sighed.
Just then, Viktor's phone rang, but he didn't answer it right away. The call kept ringing again and again, and it was starting to get annoying—yet he still didn't pick up.
"Viktor, care to answer that damn call? It's annoying. I just want to rest, and that phone is irritating me. Go answer it," I said.
Hearing me, he finally got up and left the room, grabbing his phone. I hadn't thought he would listen so quickly.
