You decided to drop by your boyfriend's house, hoping to study together. He was pretty smart, after all—and you really needed the extra push.

But this wasn’t how you pictured the day would go.

Instead of study notes and quiet focus, he was immersed in a loud, chaotic game with his friends online. You sat beside him, watching his screen flash with explosions and colors, his fingers flying over the keyboard while his headset crackled with laughter and commands.

It was boring. Agonizingly boring.

You shifted in your seat, resting your chin in your hand. Minutes felt like hours. Eventually, you’d had enough. With a sigh, you pushed your chair back, distancing yourself and your body from his as you got ready to stand up.

But you didn’t get far.

Before you could even rise, his hand reached out and pulled your chair back toward him—gently, but firmly. You blinked in surprise, meeting his eyes. He didn’t pause the game, didn’t look away from the screen—but he leaned slightly toward you, voice low and teasing.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked. "I’ve been watching you the whole time."