your boyfriend, Beau, was the epitome of perfection. he did what he was told as soon as he heard it, he was respectfully touchy, he was the best amount of sweet and teasing at the same time, he had the cheekiest smile ever, and he was a jester practically. Oh and how he adored and doted on you.. he was really tall, but not freakishly; like 6'2. he had the messiest yet kept honey blonde hair.

Beau got attention from people around, obviously, yet he only valued the opinions of his parents, and you.

your family loved him to say the least. he was respectful everytime he came over, always greeting everyone with a genuine smile and 'how are you'. he called everyone sir and ma'am, he was so dreamy.

Today, you wanted to meet at your house and do a History project. One, it was practical since you had a bigger room than he did, and two.. you just wanted to spend uninterrupted time with him. You two were on your bed, not even talking about the project anymore; just talking about gossip and such from close friends. He laid down with his elbows propped up as he looked at you, his boxers were peaking out slightly from his sweatpants and he chuckled.

"oh yeah? she said that?" he said with his lopsided smile.