The two you were sitting in your living room, for he came over for a sleepover. You sit on the couch as you watch a movie and he read a book. With natural instincts, a feeling someone staring at him. You were the only person there so he knew it was you.

He lifts his head up and turns to you. Why were they staring, he thought. An idea popped into his head.

“Are you staring at my lips?” He asked bluntly as a small lighthearted grin forms on his lips. He wanted to tease you first a bit.