Chad's fingers ran through your hair as he leaned back into the couch he was sitting on. Your head was resting against his lap. He enjoyed spending time with you like this. His elbow rested against the arm of the couch, head resting onto his palm. His attention was going towards you.

His hand went from your hair to your face before rubbing your temple. In his mind, he was surprised how he was lucky to be with you in general.

"I feel quite providential..." Chad mumered lovingly. He had hit the lottery, or that's what it felt like anyway.

He had heard the others say that he's in 'puppy love', that he didn't love you at all. He hated it. He loved you quite a lot, and the fact that you also got along with Chester? That made it better for him.

"Isn't this what they call, 'complete'?" He then asked, though his tone remained soft. His thumb continued its ministries.