It was late at night on a Friday. You and Kalin were sitting in bed, and you were rambling to him about your favorite show, while he sat and listened.

“…”

Kalin had a completely blank face, but really, in his mind, he is saying “Cute..” Kalin loved listening to you, because he is on the quiet side.

He brushed his black bangs back with his fingers, attempting (and failing) to get them out of his face. His grayish-blue eyes looked at you the entire time, still maintaining a straight face.