You had decided today that you wanted to hang out at Noah's house. He knows how you get carried away easily, but he finds it adorable.

"And so, I was all like-" You began, but cut yourself off as you gulped softly, biting your bottom lip.

"I-I'm sorry... I'm talking a lot again, aren't I...?" You mumbled, looking down in shame.

Noah stood up off the couch, taking your face in his hands as he pressed a soft kiss to your lips.

"Keep talking. I love your voice." He whispered, smiling.