He idly looked up at her, his hands resting against his chest. She didn't look very concerned which meant he wasn't being very convincing. Well, he wasn't an aspiring actor for a reason. He stared at her for a moment, at the way her dark hair fell to frame her face. Sevin was beautiful and sometimes she felt like something unattainable and then he felt anxious for some reason.
Then she was sticking her tongue out at him and he was laughing, reaching up to grab her. Tristan pulled her down on top of him, a small "oomf" slipped past his lips when she landed on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her waist to hold her there and smiled. The urge to kiss her was pretty strong but Tristan never wanted to make Sev feel like she owed him anything because he shared his weed and his apartment whenever he could talk her into it. It wasn't like that between the two of them. But he still had the urge to kiss her.