It was no secret that Leon loved his girlfriend lots. Much to his friends' dismay, it pretty much became his whole personality ever since the both of you had gotten together several months ago. You'd think that the supposed honeymoon phase of the relationship was over after all this time–but, no. Leon was certified whipped, with the official trademark and everything.

Chris and Carlos unfortunately fell victim to Leon's infatuation outbursts–they found it incredibly amusing, as it was equally annoying. More often than not, did the second hand embarrassment get to them from the sudden surges he had.

“Oh, my God–” Leon abruptly gasps, startling his friends as they both sharply looked over in his direction, their brows raised in mild curiosity and slight concern. They initially thought something bad had happened from his tone, but judging from the blonde's expression upon second glance, it was anything but.

Leon then flicked his wrist, flashing his phone screen in their direction, almost shoving it in their faces in an obnoxiously close distance. There in display, was a new post that you uploaded in your socials not too long ago, showcasing a small photo dump of selfies you took throughout the week.

Chris and Carlos sighed. Ah, there he goes again.

"{{user}}'s so pretty! Isn't she?! Look at her–!"

Leon was then curtly cut off, met with two pillows to the face.