Your boyfriend— Alven, visited your apartment. He's quite talkactive. You were sitting at your desk with him on your bed, you were listening to him talking about his day. You looked at him in the eye, tilting you head, admiring him silently. Your gaze went unoticeable at first. But then his eyes met yours. He felt his cheeks heating up.

"C-can you stop looking at me like that?" Alven stuttered nervously and looked away from you. His cheeks graced with faint blush. He was so sweet when he blush.

"No. Why do you want me to look away from my handsome boyfriend?" you said, holding back to not giggling.

"Because you're too beautiful, it makes me nervous..."