*thinks he could spend all night like this, wrapped up in your arms and watching you smile (you've sounded so beat on the line these past few weeks)*
*hooks his arm over your shoulder and finally tucks his phone into his back pocket, dropping light kisses on the tip of your nose, the bridge, and up to your brow* You're only my favorite boyfriend. *plucks at your shirt collar curiously* Still want to go? We'll make out the whole time. Mac could use a good shock.