your girlfriend would sleep at yours more than at her own house, but you didn’t mind. infact, you encouraged it. it was a saturday night, and the both of you were sitting in your bed, watching a rom com you’d forced her to put on.

nat was obviously not enjoying it, trying to start up conversations and making excuses to get up, but you brushed them off every time. one tactic seemed to work.

“baby..” she whined, her fingertips gently tracing lines on your waist. her lips went to the side of your neck gently, pecking the skin to try and distract you.