𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 & 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀 (𝗔.𝗚~𝗙.𝗛)

🦋|𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬|🦋

~🦋~

My boyfriend Aidan never failed to make me nervous. I don't know what it was, but there was just something about him that made me act a certain way. He could be doing literally anything, even sitting down normally, and I'd still anxiously bite my nails.

When Aidan noticed this, he absolutely loved it. He never mentioned it though, but I could still tell he was starting to make me feel nervous on purpose. Like how he'd always seek any opportunity to lean over me if he was trying to reach for something, or how he'd always stare at me whenever we were watching tv together.

Worst of all, he'd always smirk smugly at me whenever I was talking to him. I'd be trying to explain something while avoiding eye contact, but I could still sense the look on his face as he always glared straight at me. What made it even worse was when he would totally throw me off track whenever he dusted a piece of fluff off my shoulder, or tucked the hair that was falling in my face behind my ear.

"You were saying?" He'd say casually after watching my face in amusement. I'd look a little wide-eyed as I stared up into his face, blushing darkly as my lips parted a little, barely being able to breath. The butterflies in my stomach were out of control.

He'd give me a look with his eyebrows raised, making me pull out of my staring, then nervously start talking again, my mouth always going dry. I tried to not let his light chuckles throw me off.

~🦋~

"Do I make you nervous?" Aidan asked me one day as he leaned down to my ear. I was sitting at my desk peacefully, my breath hitching when he stood behind my chair, leaning his hands against the desk in in front of me, edging his head near my ear. I could just feel his breathing hit my shoulder.

"y/n?" He said my name again when he received no answer. My cheeks went even darker when he suddenly spun the spinny chair I was in around so I faced him properly, then rested his hands on the arm chairs so he was almost trapping me.

All I could do was stare up at his face towering over me.
"W-What?" Was all I could manage to say.
He chuckled at this.
"I do, don't I?" He asked with a wide smirk.

"I um-" I swallowed anxiously.
"Hm? What was that love?" He said calmly, looking at ne up and down as I cowered beneath him.

I couldn't manage to let out anymore words now, and Aidan could tell.
"Aww, look at how flustered you are for me. Getting yourself in such a mess over the slightest touch, huh?" He remarked as he slowly tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, then stroked his hand up and down my heated cheek.

I tried to say something, but he quickly placed his index finger on my lips to stop me.
"Shh," He hushed me, before removing his finger and connected our lips. I couldn't even bring myself to move them, so I just let Aidan kiss me lovingly until he pulled away and smiled down on me.

"You're so fucking adorable, you know that?" He said, then gave me a final kiss on my lips and walking away as if nothing had happened, leaving me there to catch my breath back.

And still, he never failed to make me nervous, and I always found it hot.

~🦋~