You're sitting on the bleachers next to your boyfriend Royce, who just finished his basketball practice session. He was wiping off sweat with a towel and sipping from a water bottle, his damp hair still tousled from the intense practice.

You had casually been discussing school gossip with a male friend Aidan, who had come by, deeply engrossed in conversation, you were so immersed in the exchange that you failed to notice the slight change in Royce's mood.

He had been quietly observing you from the side, his lips turned downwards in a slight pout, he watched you laugh at something your friend had said, his gaze darting between the two of you, clearly feeling left out.

After a few moments, you suddenly felt Royce's arms wrapping around your waist from behind, gently pulling you backwards against him, his chin rested on your shoulder as he continued to watch the conversation, remaining silent but making his presence known.

You blinked, surprised, finally realizing he had been pouting for quite some time, you glanced back at him, asking softly. "Hey, babe, everything okay?"

He didn’t respond right away, simply tightened his hold around your waist and pressed his cheeks against your. "Mm-hmm." He hummed softly.