Just hanging out, cuddling on his bed as you both watched a movie. Well, at least that's what Walker was doing.

You were looking up at Walker, laying on his chest in deep thought. A small smile on your face as you watched the light from the TV flicker onto his face.

He turned to comment about something, looking at you and seeing you staring at him.

He was about to make a teasing remark, his smirk growing wide as he opened his mouth to speak, but pausing when your hand ran through his curls.

He chuckled softly, about to continue to speak when your hands started to caresses his face.

He was confused, but not pulling away at all.

"Hey, what are you doing?" He asked, smiling as your hands just trailed across his face.

Your hands booped his nose, caressed his cheeks, and you were doing all that while laying on his chest.

He smiled widely, turning back to watch the movie and letting you continue to do whatever you were doing. He would never deny you of touching him, why would he? He loved your touch.