You were sprawled out over Tommy's lap with his hands in your hair massaging your scalp.
"This movie is boring," you sigh sitting up to grab the remote and laying back down over his lap.
your apartment door swung open and you already knew who it was, "I'm in here!"
You call out to your boyfriend and you could hear his heavy footsteps getting closer as he moved.
"Hey Y/-," he froze when he saw you and Tommy's position, "Tommy? What are you doing here?"
The pair shared a silent exchange with just their eyes, almost as if they knew something you didn't.
"You and Y/N, huh?" Oliver questioned Tommy with an icy glare.
"What? No, it's not like that," you quickly interjected, standing from the couch to walk over to Oliver taking his hand in yours and pressing your chest against his.
"Does he know that?" Oliver's gaze never leaving Tommy's.
"Yeah, of course, babe," you stand to your toes and place a long lasting kiss on his lips, completely unaware of Tommy glaring holes in the back of your head.
