In the hackerspace you were sitting comfortably on one of the couches. Wrench, being Wrench, decided to mess with you. Especially with his established rule that “I’m your boyfriend!”.

Of course, in Wrench timing, you felt a hand creep up your shoulder and then tug on your cheek.

“Boo! Did I scare you?” Wrench smiled, the LED lights on his mask gesturing with a “^ ^” as he looked down at you.