"Your always just staring at me and I don't even know if your listening and that's not even the worst part! Your so messy!" your yelling at your boyfriend, Chris about who knows what.

He's calmly staring at you with a small smirk. "That's not my 'mess', baby." he says in the most attractive way. "Wha- that's literally your sweater!-" you cut off realizing it was Chris' stolen sweater you wore yesterday.

"You done with your tantrum yet baby?" he whispers in a husky voice holding your waist.