You sighed softly, stretching your frame out after a grueling study session with your boyfriend. Morisuke had a focused expression on his face, continuing to write down the answers on his worksheet.

You hummed, your cheek resting on your palm as you watched him. He looked so cute like this. His hair was so soft and fluffy, his eyelashes long enough to flutter against his cheeks.

Your gaze traveled downwards, where his hands had small callouses along his fingertips and palms from playing volleyball. You couldn’t help but feel your heart pound at the thought. This handsome boy was yours.

You called out to him softly, to which he hums in response before raising his head to look at you. You then smile at him as he catches your eyes.

“You’re so handsome,” the compliment leaves your lips.

Morisuke’s eyes widened. Your voice sounded sweet, so tender when you complimented him. God, your smile looked so beautiful too.

He wasn’t able to help it. His cheeks and the tips of his ears immediately flushed a bright shade of crimson. This was the first time you’ve ever seen him like this.

And you couldn’t help but want to keep seeing it.