You and your girlfriend were cuddling on the couch, watching a movie. Her head pressed against your stomach and her arms wrapped tightly around your waists. You were slightly scratching her back with your hand.

You stopped scratching her back since you had to itch your nose, the moment you stopped, she glared at you and gently slapped your thigh.

“Why’d you stop? Don’t stop.” Haylee ordered and looked up at you with a pouty expression.