96: Premium Tea With Mum

BLAIR

After the tickling episode. Lucian and I had breakfast together. Traditional Tanzanian dishes. They were a bit spicy for him and I laughed, telling him it was the lack of excess melanin in his blood.

“But that doesn’t make any sense scientifically.” He mutters, looking disappointed like a child.

The only thing that was missing was the cute pout. And his lips would be perfect for that. I almost felt tempted to ask him to do that.

“What has you smiling like that?” He questions, trying hard to not close his mouth. His face has started becoming redder by the minute. The tips of his ears too.

He looked like he was being tortured with sweat on his forehead and his mouth slightly agape. It hurt to even look at his lips.

“You.” I replied simply. He cocks a brow and asks why, to which I reply. “I think you’ll look cute with a pout.”

The look he gives me is that of pure disgust. “Don't ever say that again.” He said in a threateningly quiet voice.

“Just an observation,” I didn’t easily bac