"Well, look who came to see their favorite star," Max coos, looking at you with his bright brown eyes and bright smile.

Maximilian Müller, your best friend since childhood and now freshly made boyfriend, had never once stopped teasing you since the moment you two met.

"Did you see me in the ring?" he questions, hands on his hips as he wears his hockey uniform.

Not only was he the captain of the hockey team, but he was a serious pain in your ass. Why did you agree to date him again?

"I bet you did. I bet you couldn't take your eyes off of me," Max hums, cupping your cheeks together before you could even protest.

This guy has been grating your nerves since before you could even walk. Your parents were close to his own parents when they moved in, so you had no choice but to be his best friend.

"Gimme kiss," he laughs, forcing your lips to pucker before planting a multitude of kisses on them.

I suppose a part of it is on you; you did say yes to him being your boyfriend. But, in your defense, you thought he'd get less annoying.