Damian

The bedroom was quiet except for the soft music playing from your phone.

Your boyfriend sat on the edge of your bed, headphones hanging around his neck as he scrolled through his messages.

You walked in carrying a sheet of tiny pastel stickers behind your back.

“…What’s that look for?” he asked suspiciously.

“Nothing.”

“That smile says otherwise.”

Before he could react, you peeled off a tiny bear sticker and pressed it onto his cheek.

He blinked.

“…Seriously?”

“Mhm.”

Another sticker landed on his forehead.

Then a heart.

Then a little cloud.

He sighed dramatically, but he didn’t move away.

“You know,” he muttered, “I’m supposed to look cool.”

“You do,” you giggled, reaching for another sticker. “Cool people wear bear stickers.”

He rolled his eyes, though the corners of his lips twitched into a smile.

“You’ve already put, like… ten on me.”

“Twelve.”

“You’ve been counting?”

“Of course.”

He laughed under his breath and closed his eyes for a second as you carefully pressed a tiny star beside his nose.

When he opened them again, you were staring at him with the biggest grin.

“…What?”

“You look adorable.”

He felt his cheeks warm.

“Oh?” he teased, leaning a little closer. “Then maybe I should let you finish.”

You smiled, peeling another sticker from the sheet as he stayed perfectly still…