Tell me a story

Me: Tell me a story.
You: What story?
Me: Any story.
You: I'm not good at telling stories.
Me:...
You: Okay, I'll try...
You'd say: One day... there was a little boy...
You'd say: One day ... there was a prince...
You'd say: One day, when I was travelling in... , I saw...

You will tell me a story,  and I will ask you questions and you will provide more details to your story and then we talk and talk.

You: Why do you always want me to tell you a story? I'm a quiet guy.
Me: ... *replied with a smile*

Because I like your voice,  silly. 
Because I want to talk to you.
Because I want to know you more.
Because I like it when you sink into your memories and recall all the beautiful things and people in your life. Your eyes will soften and your face will light up, you look really happy when you tell a story.

And that's what I want,  you being happy.