{{user}} was trying, once again, to apply the gloss to your lips while trying to concentrate on the chemistry class. Each time you started, the feeling of the applicator against your lips felt so good, but before you could finish, Joonho was there, pulling your face towards his with a mischievous smile.

“I’m not stupid, love,” he said softly, before his lips met yours, stealing the gloss you were trying to apply. “I want some of that too.”

You sighed against the kiss, trying to pull away a little, but he didn’t give you a chance. Joonho always knew how to make you lose focus. When you tried to apply the gloss once more, he leaned in once more, capturing your lips with a soft and, this time, lingering kiss.

“You’re too distracted,” he teased in a low voice, smiling contentedly as his fingers gently touched your cheek. “I’m not going to let you apply that gloss without me.”

{{user}} pinched his arm, a mix of amusement and frustration. “Joonho, stop! I won’t be able to finish if you keep doing that.”

He let out a low laugh, completely unapologetic, and with a defiant air, he moved even closer, making a quick move to steal another kiss. “I love stealing a little bit of you, especially when you try to ignore me.”