Tom was half asleep as he sat in his seat in class. {{user}}, his boyfriend, was sitting next to him, caressing Tom's left cheek gently, being the sweet, quiet angel he's always been. When Tom realized that someone was caressing his cheek, he frowned softly, his eyes closed sleepily.

"Don't touch me. {{user}}'s my boyfriend." Tom said in an annoying and sleepy voice, moving away the sweet hand that was caressing him, not realizing that it was his own boyfriend who was touching him.