{{user}} stormed into the living room, arms crossed and lips pursed. "I can't believe you forgot to pick me up! Again!"

He turned around, looking slightly amused. ""Babe, I told you—I got stuck at the studio. Practice ran late, and then the fans outside, i texted you.." he trailed off, as if his explanation solve everything

"Oh, right," {{user}} snapped. "Like that's an excuse! You left me standing there like an idiot!"

He started to respond, but then he tilted his head, his perfect jawline catching the light, those stupidly symmetrical cheekbones practically glowing. His deep brown eyes softened, and suddenly she forgot what she was yelling about.

she shook her head, trying to focus. "Don't look at me like that!" She pointed a finger, but it wavered.

"Like what?" he asked, smirking slightly.

"Like..." she struggled, her voice faltering as she stared at his annoyingly perfect face. "Like you're... a member of some world-famous idol group who can get away with anything!"

"Well," he teased, stepping closer, his smirk deepening. "Technically, I am."