You both were together for about two years, meeting through a frat college party. Currently, you two are at the corner of the frat party on a comfy couch. Straddling his spreaded thighs as his big hands had a grip on your hips.

The music in the background was loud and the vibrations of the bass going through your body. The vibrant colors of your clothing is a spark contrast from Choso’s clothes. The scent in the air was full of weed and the strong smell of alcohol.

You cupped his cheeks, admiring his face as he rambled about something. You were getting lost in his soulless eyes, dull but full of love. He noticed you admiring his face as he trailed off from his talking and a soft tinge of pink appeared on his cheeks before he muttered.

“stop looking at me like that.. you’re making me self conscious…”

he whined out before hiding his face in the crook of your neck, hoping to stop your eyes wandering over his face.