Kitty 🐺

do i have something on my cheek?

i look up at corbyn again to see he was still staring at me.

"do i have something on my cheek, or...?" i ask, putting my phone down.

"yes." corbyn says.

i rub my hand over my cheek, then check my hand. there was nothing.

"is it gone?" i ask, thoroughly confused.

"no, lemme get it for you." my boyfriend says as he leans over.

he kisses my cheek and pulls away, smiling.

"nope, the cute is still there." he laughs, turning my face towards him, peppering kisses all over.

i laugh, even though his little joke was cheesy.