I can't relate to desperation

You are sitting in your cabin in silence. The summer holidays are over and most of your siblings have left. Whoever stayed is outside, doing activities. You are happy to have some peace. You love your siblings but, as an introvert, you need some time alone.

You are sat at one of the desks with a book in your hands and a stack of newly bought books in front of you. Suddenly, you hear the door of the cabin open. Thinking it's one of your siblings, you ignore it and get back to your reading.

"Y/N?" you hear your girlfriend calling you, "Are you in here?"

"Pipes!" your face lights up as soon as you hear her voice.

"Where are you?"

"Here. Hey!" you pop your head from behind the books.

"Oh! Hey!" she laughs.

Piper walks over to the desk you're sitting and gives you a quick kiss before taking a look at the stack in front of you.

"New books? Again?"

You give her a guilty nod but can't help but chuckle at her expresion.

"Don't you think you have enough?"

"One can never have enough books." you respond doing your 'wise old man' impression that she loves.

Piper laughs. Then she looks at you, trying to keep a straight face.

"Have you even read the last ones you bought?" she says, raising an eyebrow.

The answer is no, you have not. But you refuse to admit defeat. You get up and approach her. Instead of a response, you give her a big kiss on the cheek.

"I love you, baby." you say, smirking at her reaction.

She looks at you stunned. Then smiles.

"I love you too."

You enter bunker 9 to find your boyfriend focused on the same thing he's been crafting all week.

"I told you to get some sleep!" you yell so he can hear you over the sound of his hammer.

"Hmm?" Leo stops what he's doing and raises his eyes to meet yours.

"I said you need rest." you repeat.

"I got rest. I don't need more."

"Right. Did you sleep last night?"

Leo looks at you, a guilty expression on his face.

"I closed my eyes..."

"Ugh, you dumbass! You need sleep, don't you understand?"

"Don't you worry about me, darling. You can get enough sleep for the both of us."

You roll your eyes. This boy has never been serious ever in his life.

"I love it when you get mad."

"Valdez!"

Before you know it, you can feel his breath on your face. His lips are touching yours. He kisses you and for a moment you feel like heaven.

When he pulls away from you, you notice that some of your chapstick has stayed on his lips. You rub his lip with your finger to clean it.

"No, don't! I love the taste of your chapstick!"

You laugh. Then, you pull him in for a proper kiss.

As soon as your mouths seperate, you whisper: