Boyfriend!Chenle leaned into the cushions on the coffee-colored couch, his back sinking into the crevices. He looked up at you, who was sitting in front of his torso on the couch, your back pushing him further into the brown abyss.

  His eyes stared at your figure as you talked with the other boys in front of the TV, laughing and updating each other on your lives. He saw the way your back rose and fell as you breathed, he could see the corner of your smile from his place from underneath you, he could see your red ears and neck -- it drove him crazy that he couldn't wrap you in his arms right then and there, but he was always shy about showing affection in front of his friends.

  “Princess,” he started, groaning and flinging his arms around your waist and clasping his hands together. You turned around, your large smile morphing into an endearing grin as you glanced down at your overly affectionate boyfriend. “Yes, Lele?” He frowned in response, whining and tugging on your waist to cuddle with him.

  You felt your heart melt a little and you chuckled, shaking your head. His ash-brown hair was falling in front of his bare-face, and you tucked it gently behind his ear as to not obstruct your view of him. You gave Chenle all your attention, caressing his face with your thumb. “Lele, there’s other people.” You reminded yourself to ask him about his skincare routine later on. 

  He ignored the stutter of his heart and pouted, tugging you closer. Rolling your eyes, you gave in. You climbed on top of him, laying down on his chest, your head finding solace in the crook of his neck. You couldn’t help but let a sigh of content leave your lips as his arms wrapped around your waist and your legs fell in-between his, his clinginess not even a little annoying. The warmth he emitted felt like a blanket for your heart. He smelled like the cologne you bought him for his birthday a few months ago; at that memory you smiled into his neck, rubbing your nose against him. A squeal left his lips and he choked, his hands separating from each other to grab onto your waist to stabilize himself.

  “Ew. Can you please get a room.” Renjun sneered, rolling his eyes. You didn’t spare him a glance, you were much too lost in Chenle’s aura. “Mhmm, sure,” you answered without thinking. A large sigh left the annoyed boy's lips before you heard him get up and leave the living room, huffing as he did so. The sound of his footsteps was followed by several more, which you took to mean that the other boys left you and Chenle alone.

  “Mission accomplished.” Chenle murmured in your ear, his warm breath causing you to squirm. You hummed, removing your head from its comfortable position to look down at him. As you took in Chenle in all his glory, you felt the sudden urge to envelop him in all your love.

  It was probably the way his hair fell so beautifully past his flushed face, or maybe it was the way his mouth was curled in the cutest mischevious smile you’d ever seen, possibly the way his eyes creased with happiness -- either way, it all was too much for your cardiovascular system.

  You took a hold of his face, squishing his cheeks together as you leaned down, ignoring the adorably confused noise that left his throat. His lips were soft, a little chapped, but soft. He didn’t move for a second, his brain processing what was happening. But once he realized, Chenle took control and sat up, pulling you into his lap without breaking the kiss. His mouth moved in synch with yours as he pulled your waist into his and leaned you back; your hands resting lovingly against his chest, the feeling of his rapidly beating heart drum against your shaking fingers causing your own heart rate to accelerate too.

  The kiss ended a minute later, a heavily breathing Chenle parting from you with wet lips. Comfortable silence ensued from the kiss, the air was filled with light breaths, happy sounds, and shy glances.

  “You know I love you, right?” He asked a few minutes later, his back laying against the arm of the couch and you on top of him again, a similar scene to earlier.

  You nodded against his chest, a joyous grin breaking out on your red face. “Yeah. Not as much as I love you, though.”