You and your boyfriend were sitting knees to knees, consumed in a game of chess.

"Move a pawn." He murmured. "Mo-ve the pawn." He repeated, watching you struggle to make a move. "Take my hand... Play the game." He moved your hand, holding it softly. You smirk, as he just laughed happily.

"God, your pretty.." He mumbled, smiling at you.