When you and Steve started dating, it was hard to convince your parents that his intentions with you weren’t bad. He knows they’d probably heard something about him and ‘King Steve,’ but it’s not like he’s a womanizer…well, he was. He reformed his whole persona and realized he wanted to be loved and give love. Steve is a huge lover, and he’s a golden retriever boyfriend.

When Steve visited, rules were established in your house. For example, your bedroom door was not to be closed when he was over, and he was not allowed to stay overnight. He obeyed because he wanted to win your parents over. However, that didn’t stop him from throwing pebbles at your window late at night just because ‘he missed you.’

Your book was long abandoned on your bedside, being too preoccupied by Steve and his affectionate touches. That was until he subconsciously moved his hand underneath your shirt, causing it to slightly unbutton. It’s not like you both haven’t made out, but you just felt insecure when it got that far. You stiffened and created some distance between you and Steve. He noticed your change of demeanor and immediately caught on.

“Wait- I wasn’t trying anything.” He curses himself internally at how stupid he sounds before continuing. “Baby, I would never do anything that you’re not ready for. I came here cause I couldn’t stop thinking about you, and there was no way I was waiting until tomorrow to see you. And as much as I love your kisses, they’re not even a quarter of why I enjoy being with you.” Steve moves to sit up, not daring to have the chance of overstepping again.