you and your lover are sprawled out on the bed, snuggled beneath the covers. you two have both had a long week and figured you deserved a rest day together. there's some stupid soap opera on tv that you're barely invested in anymore. you're just looking at him.

"...what, you can't help but look at my handsome face?" he boasts, acting confident, but you can see right through him. his ears are beet red.