It was a warm, humid day accentuated by a slight drizzle of warm rain. The pitter patter of the rain on the windows and roof was comforting. You sat with your head on Troye's lap under the book he was reading. 

Though you were grossly uninterested in your book that he thought you were reading, rather your attentions were more focused on the shape of his face from this angle. His defined jaw and the curvature of his nose were so specific and amplified. Although it wasn't a favorable angle in the fact that you could see in his nose, but you didn't care. The light reflected off his face perfectly and flattered his skin tone and complimented it rather charmingly. 

He yawned and stretched his arms above his head. "You haven't turned the page in thirty minutes." He said and placed his book back where it was above your face. You blushed and turned the page of your book. 

"Don't turn the page if you haven't read it." He said and laughed without removing his attention from the book. 

Your face turned even brighter red than it already was "sorry, I was distracted by more important things in the room." and you looked back at your book flipping the page backwards. 

You began reading but, despite your efforts, became distracted by the beauty of Troye's face. This time rather than him ignoring you, he looked back at you and laughed a little, "you're incapable of focusing on a book, aren't you?"

"Only when you're around." you muttered softly and he leaned down and kissed your forehead.