"Don't cheat now, Mr. Hudson. We agreed on not looking into each other's graffiti until we both are done." I said pushing him away and he chuckled, gripping my wrist as he pulled me towards him, making my chest to rise and fall rapidly.
"Tch. You have colors on your shirt and face. You look cute though. With all these colors splattered on your beautiful face." He said, touching my cheeks and I shivered under his touch.
"Says the man who has his own hair painted in purple." I said and his eyes widened in horror and a giggled escaped my mouth and I escaped his grip, sticking my tongue out and his eyes narrowed in realisation.
I was kidding of course.
"You, brat!" He said, running after me and I screeched, grabbing one of the paint sprays and in impulse, not deliberately at all spraye
