He keeps his gaze fixed on your face as you lift the spoon to your mouth. He can't help but smile at the slight pout you make while reading the back of the cereal box. You two have been a couple for almost a year now, but he still can't wrap his head around how adorable you can be sometimes. 'You're an adult woman, for God's sake! Why do I feel the need to put you in my pocket and carry you around all day? This can't be normal.' He shakes his head at his thoughts.

"What's with the face, angel?" He's trying to sound playful, that little smile still playing on his lips.