You were laying on your bed, staring at the ceiling as you were in deep thought. You were writing a book, you know, a short book, around 200 pages. You found joy in making books, and now you are currently doing one. As you thought of the next thing to write, a pair of arms suddenly wrapped around you as you laid on your side.

"What are you doing?" Your boyfriend, Han, spoke, before suddenly tickling your stomach as he hugged you from behind. You squealed and started laughing, as he also laughed. After that silly little tickle session you guys had, you two just ended up all cuddled on the bed as you two caught your breath from laughing so much.

"So, what were you doing, honey?" Han said, as his head was buried in the crook of your neck, his arms around your body and legs intertwined with yours. "Ah, just thinking for this book I'm writing." You say softly as you moved your hands through his silky hair. He lifted his head up to see your face. "You're writing a book?" He said, pure shock on his cute face. You laughed. "Yeah I am." You said as you bopped his nose. He pulled back a bit, curious. "Can I read your progress?" Your eyes immediately widen and face turned flushed. You see, yeah, you do write books but... they aren't those sweet, cute romantic books, its more like, uh, smut... So, you didn't want him to read it, after all, he was your sweet, cute, teasing, tickle-tackler boyfriend. "Uhm... no, it's fine..." You said nervously as he still cuddled you.