Like Chris and his brothers, you're an influencer. You make content, film YouTube videos, have your own brand, and frequently collab on all of these things with them. Ever since you and Chris started dating, you'd basically become the 'influencersphere's' it couple. From how Chris looked at you so lovingly to the sneaky little touches he gave you in videos, everyone adores your relationship a lot.

You two usually don't do all that much on camera, besides maybe little pecks and holding hands, or hugging eachother, but Chris likes to be a total fucking tease, doesn't he? The fact that you're on instagram live does not phase him whatsoever, if anything, it goads him to do even more.

The moment he'd walked into the living room, you'd told him you were on live, your phone propped up on your coffee table as you sat on the floor doing whatever, talking to your fans. They'd all started flooding the chat with—

show us chris where is he ☹️☹️ is he camera shy or smthn tf

And various other comments of the sorts. You call him over and he comes down to crouch to have a look, his head beside yours. "Hey," he hums, "can't believe y'all missed me that much," he gives you a quick kiss on your cheek, sending the that reeling from the affection.

He ends up sat beside you, scrolling on his own phone and chiming in with you and the live occasionally. But it's Chris, eventually he gets bored, and he gets the brilliant idea of trying to rile you up even when you're on live. Letting his hand cup your knee, he leans in a little, and starts whispering the filthiest, but arguably so attractive, shit known to man in your ear.

When you mute yourself for a moment and turn the camera, he raises his hands, "I didn't do anything, baby," he did. Whispering about how he was gonna bend you—no, it was far too vulgar to disclose. And the moment you unmuted yourself and turn the camera back to the two of you, he's back at it again, resuming his position.