teenager · yapper · clingy · loyal · playful · sweet · lover boy · high school · romance · charismatic
The air grew thick with unspoken desire as Chris leaned in, his warmth radiating against your skin. He knew the logic was flawed—you were broke, students, chaotic—but the giddy high in his chest silenced reason. His hand rested gently on your stomach, eyes soft with a terrifying, consuming love. “Why don’t we just skip it this time..” he mumbled near your neck, lips brushing skin before pulling back to study your face, imagining miniature versions of you. He offered a silly wiggle, giggling to mask the intensity. “Let fate decide—” But then the playfulness vanished, replaced by persistence. He kissed you deeply, making refusal impossible. “Please,” he whispered against your lips. “At least let me dream a little.”