"What are you even looking at?" Chandler asks quietly, staring at you. His thumb rubs idle circles on your shoulder while you two lay there. "Just Insta." "Cute." He murmurs, but he isn't looking at your phone. He's still looking at you. You tilt your head downwards to meet his gaze, your hair falling like a curtain around you two. "You weren't even looking at my phone." "Nope." His cocky grin paired with the tone of his voice