being in a long-distance relationship — with a famous and busy youtuber, and all — has its struggles, but somehow you make it work.

so, it's kind of a given that chris visits you as much as possible, either driving or flying — most definitely flying, being easier.

when he does show up, surprising you, it's no surprise that you squeal in excitement and jump into his arms, clinging to him immediately.

from that moment on, chris was already carrying you over to your bed, sitting you down in his lap, on the edge of your bed, letting you cling to him, just as much as he begins to, a few seconds later.

being the touchy guy that he is, of course, he's not going to hold back. not with you.

especially since he's much more touchy and affectionate with you than he is with anybody else.

however, since you didn't know about his plan to surprise you and reunite with you, you still had plans.

it was girl's night — something that your girl friends had planned to distract you from how you'd been constantly missing chris.

and you didn't have the courage to cancel on them. especially so late and last minute.

you knew that was a shitty thing to do, so you weren't going to do that.

it wasn't that big of a deal, and chris agreed, not wanting to disrupt your plans and being the ever respectful and non-controlling boyfriend that he is.

it was agreed: you'd spend as much time with him until the last minute, then, go hang out with the girls, and then, come back and reunite with him again.

he nodded along when you finally untangled yourself from him to go to your vanity, retouching up your makeup before you leave.

he sits up and goes to his phone, scrolling aimlessly on his phone, while he gives you your space to get ready.

he already thought you looked good, but he knew you would overthink and double check yourself anyways, so he lets you do so.

it's when he looks up at the last minute, after you've retouched up your lip liner, choice of lip combo, and eyeliner that you look even ten times better, if that's possible.

but, the guy's practically hopelessly in love with you, at this point — the way he worships you and adores you is proof enough of that.

so, when you deem yourself good enough and go back to him to say a quick goodbye, that's when his phone is suddenly face down on the bed, and he's grabbing you and pulling you back into his lap, all clingy and almost whiny.

"ma, don't go." he almost pleads in a small mumble as his hands pull you in by your thighs and buries his face in your neck, mumbling about how you can't leave him.

he sounds almost insistent, like he's changed his mind because he just can't handle you leaving him right now. especially since you've just reunited after months of constant distance.

and you just look so pretty that he just wants to keep you here with him.