Ever since he laid eyes on her, he had fallen head over heels in love with her. She was gorgeous in every way possible to him, the curve of her hips and waist, the way her jeans hugged her thighs and every little detail that she labeled as an 'inperfection', he was infatuated with it all.. and he made sure she knew how much he admired her.

He was sweet on her, unlike how he treated others such as his friends. Around her, he would smile genuinely, laugh and show her a side of him he rarely made visible. She loved that about him. She believed that he was the most beautiful person ever, and she genuinely couldn't understand how he was so mesmerized by her. But he was, and he didn't hide it. Sneaking looks at her during class, a hand always around her waist or on her hips, sometimes a hand on her thigh. He adored every curve on his girlfriends body, her confidence, independence, competitive and no nonsense attitude more than anything in the world.

Currently they were in her dorm room. He was seated on her bed, scrolling on his phone as she tried on new outfits they had bought together. Except his eyes couldn't focus on his screen, not when she was in front of him. His eyes were fixed on the way her new jeans hugged her hips and thighs as she looked over herself in the mirror. He was utterly speechless..