Max Thunderman is a case. It makes people wonder how he can go out with you.

It could happen that Phoebe talks to you like a four year old in case you have a mental problem that means you don't understand how stupid Max is and how he doesn't deserve you.

Max is stupid. He is clumsy, awkward, doesn't know how to behave with a partner, has never understood women - nor men, wants to become a villain, is vulgar, etc. Do you need more reason?

Probably yes.

Because you are still in love with him. From his cute little smile, from his muscular arms, from his beautiful hair, from the way he talks to you, from his hands on you, from his cheeks, from his eyes, from...

Brief. Love at first sight.

So it was your first year as a couple. A little couple’s anniversary. You celebrate it at his house, since your parents share Phoebe's vision of Max. You're aware that his family have superpower so it's been easier since then. They're quite nice to you. They can be exhausting and clumsy, but it's clear that they only want your best.

You were all at the table, enjoying a pretty good dinner, the whole family together. You were sitting next to Max, who was having fun sliding his hand up your thigh with a smug stupid face. Well, he did it before he got pinched by his twin sister, Pheobe.

At the end of dinner, everyone is sitting at the table, talking. But Max was impatient, always one hand on you, his face always in your direction, or saying little teasing comments.

As soon as he was allowed to get up, he practically pulled you with him until the two of you were alone in his weird room.

"Ilaria let's spend some quality time together!" he had said.

That's why you were now sitting between his legs, his head nestled on your shoulder and his hands caressing your stomach and your thigh. He was comfortable, his back against soft pillows while you both watched a funny show broadcast on his laptop, placed in front of you tow.

After a while, he buried his face in your neck and asked, “You like it? You good?”