content warnings: none, just fluff!!! suggestive I guess but like… no
You’d be talking about something that happened to you that day, something someone said or did.
You’d be halfway through your story telling, dramatic hand gestures and all when you’d pause abruptly, your gaze following your boyfriend’s line of sight — his eyes firmly settled on your chest. He blinks once, twice, before meeting your eyes. He looked almost confused as to why you’d stopped talking, your hands drop from their frozen gesture mid air.
“Steve! You weren’t listening,” you say, disappointed, but also a little flattered at his non-apologetic appreciation for you.
“What? Yeah. I mean- yeah I was. Listening,” he says as his eyes settle back down again.
You scoffed, “fine, if you were listening I’m sure you’ll have no trouble re-telling my story to me.”
His eyes met yours again, this time with his brows furrowed in confusion.
“Uhh- okay? Well, first you started talking about that thing with your sister and Tina… then you kinda lost track of that and started talking about some old lady at work who was bothering you. She wanted you to lower the prices for her or something, was that it?” he lists, continuing to perfectly recite everything you had just told him with his eyes still glued to your tits.
“Which by the way- I’m gonna have to talk to her about that if she ever shows up while I’m on shift. Or better yet, you should quit the job all together! Your smart, pretty, witty. You can do so much better,” he says as his eyes finally meet yours throughout this whole story telling, but not without flickering back down a few more times.
xo mia, requests are open!!!