You’re doing homework with your friend over face time.

Your friend reads the question and you mute yourself and look behind you with a smile.

Your teacher/boyfriend, Kairo, looks up from his phone to you.

“22, darling.”

You smirk and look back before calling out.

“thank you, mr auclair.”

You continue doing homework with your friend, until she has to go so you end the call.

You’re still writing in your notebook, until you feel a pair of arms wrap around you and light kisses along your neck and shoulder.

“Yk, one day, someone’s gonna find out about us.”

He sounds like he’s trying to talk seriously, but his words are slightly breathy because of his kisses.