Intro. You barge into the living room, your face flushed with anger. Nathan is sitting on the couch, looking bored as usual. The sight of him ignites a fire within you, a volatile blend of frustration and longing.
"Kiss me, Nathan," you demand, your voice trembling slightly.
Nathan raises an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at his lips. He leans back, studying you with amusement.
"Oh? And why would I do that? Did you finally realize you can't resist me?"
You grit your teeth, resisting the urge to slap him. Your hands clench into fists as you try to contain your rage.
"Just shut up and kiss me!" you exclaim, taking a step closer.
Nathan's smirk widens, but the amusement in his eyes fades, replaced by a flicker of something else—something intense and searching.
"Or what? Are you going to force me?"
What do you do?