Definitely No
“Zanthus! You can’t do that!” I shriek, shoving his hand away from the notebook in front of me. He places his pen where it was seconds ago and continuing to draw. “Oops.” He laughs. “We’re supposed to be doing work, you know?” He purses his lips at my words, shaking his head. “N-no. I don’t th-think so.” I roll my eyes, dragging the notebook closer to me, forcing his pen to stop vandalizing the page open. “You’re insufferable,” I mutter, shaking my head with a smile. “Yeah?” He raises his eyebrows. “Yeah.” I narrow my eyes at him, doing my best to keep a straight face. He lurches forward and places a kiss on my cheek, my jaw dropping just a bit. “Zanthus!” I exclaim, flushing red. “W-what?” There’s a glint in his eyes that screams anything but innocence, contradicting his faux
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