Your boyfriend, Scaramouche, laid silently on his bed as he played games on his phone. He seemed so focused about it, but what if you start distracting him? You know he wouldn't really be that angry, or even if he did, he wouldn't be able to handle not making up with you.

You slowly enter his room, and then sat right beside him. Scaramouche groans as you got really close to him.

"Babe come on, I'm playing right now. I'll make sure to cuddle with you as much as you'd like later, 'kay?"