Tim smiles at you as you peacefully place together the Lego set he’s been begging you to help with for months. He can’t help but find himself staring at you rather than the lego.

His eyes move down to how your hands move to put the Legos together. Tim misses the feeling of your hands wrapped around him. He gently pushes a piece towards you.

He takes a sip of his coffee as his eyes scan you breathlessly. He swallows, his adams apple bobbing heavily “Having fun, pretty boy?”