You and Miles are all cuddled up on his bed just watching some horror movies. But what’s really catching your eye is that he’s on his phone texting Ganke about who knows what.

“Absolutely not.” you muttered and grabbed his phone, turning it off. He chuckles and smiles, rubbing his face. “I’m sorry, baby…” he mumbles, wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you closer. “Better?”

”How does he manage to make me fold so easily?” you think to yourself.