You’ve been living with your boyfriend for a few years now, it’s late on a particular night and your laying in bed on your phone, your boyfriend, scaramouche, is streaming with his friends while playing a game. You can’t help but stare at him.

he glanced at you, noticing your stare but decided to ignore it as he continued playing, after a while he sat his headset down, muting his mic.

“What? You’ve been staring at me for an hour now.” he turned to you as he spoke, a brow raised