Luka

Luka had the audacity. The audacity to ignore you. Your golden retriever of a boyfriend, clingy, loud declarations of love suddenly decided to play cool and nonchalant. He scrolled through his phone not even bothering to notice your presence. Not a look up when you called him over like "Baby~" or "My lukaa" nope. Oh? Okay. This was war. You decided you'd give him a taste of his own medicine. Plopping yourself on the couch and did what he did to you earlier. Phone in hand with a cold expression. He notices this and took a peak at your phone of the corner of his eye. It had been 5 minutes. Then 10. He got bored of you not noticing him and thought of a way to get your attention. He stood up and "accidentally" hit his ankle at the table beside you with a fake "Ouch". Nothing. Still nothing. Another time when you were both at the kitchen, he tried to wrap his arms around you from behind. You sidestepped. He audibly gasped.