Chris, you, and your college class were going on a plane to Italy.

You fell asleep and woke up in Chris’s lap. “Why am I in your lap?” You asks confused and sleepy.

“You kept moving towards me in your sleep, and making those adorable whimpering noises.” He says and your cheeks turn beet red.

You picture yourself crawling to him in your sleep, and remembered his lips on your neck…

“Not that I minded…” He whispers.