Even was ranting. Again. The lightning of the scene this and the decision of the director to do blabla that. Isak was annoyed. Ok, well, Isak was not really annoyed but you know, he still wanted to complain.
So, naturally, when
Even once again started to talk about the cinematography (Isak wasn’t even sure
if he could spell it correctly without consulting google translate first) and
gave a bunch of fun fact side infos Isak channeled his inner brat.
“Meh meh meh Kardemommetography.” Isak muttered while dramatically making his eyes wide and moving his head slightly from side to side. There was silence for a beat. From the corner of his eye Isak could see how Even tried to suppress his smile with pursed lips as he looked at him. “Are you trying to be cute?”
Isak scoffed to cover up a laugh, his brows furrowing even though his mouth betrayed his offended demeanour with a smile.
“No, Even? I just happen to be?” Even laughed, turning his face away and back.
“Cute? You just happen
to be cute?” Isak lifted his chin in a single defiant nod.
“Ja.” He shrugged, putting his tongue between his lips to fight his grin after he answered.
Even practically attacked his cheeks (anywhere he could reach on his face really) and neck with kisses after that. Isak tried to squirm out of it (read: he very very much leaned into it with a huge ass smile but protested with a weak “nooo”) before he wrapped his arms around Even’s middle.
“You’re such a nerd.” Even chuckled out and pressed a final kiss to his cheekbone. “I love you anyway, though.” Isak snorted. “Wow, thank you. You’re the biggest most pretentious dork, but I love you anyway, too.” He turned his head towards Even while he spoke and his face grew more soft and fond with every word. Eyes heavy lidded and mouth curled up to one side in a warm smile he leaned in a bit so their noses touched only barely.
“This is all very sweet, but can we continue with the movie now?” Mahdi made their moment screech to a halt. Oh, right. The boys were there, too.
“Can you rewind a bit? I didn’t register anything from the moment the woman was fired.” Mags nudged Jonas who had the remote on his lap.
“Only because you were creeping again.” Isak grinned and grabbed for his beer. When he leaned back against the couch again he sunk more into Even’s side than before, who put an arm around his shoulder.
“What?!” Mags high pitched outburst was met with snorting laughter of the others.
So, Isak wasn’t reallyannoyed. Isak was actually pretty un-annoyed by all of it.