You smile to yourself as you sit on the couch, preoccupied with a book you had gotten last week. It is obvious that you are having a ‘chill day’, considering that you’re dressed in sweats and one of Justin’s t-shirts. Your hair is in a messy bun and now and then you have to tuck back a few strands falling into your face, tickling your skin.

Justin is in the studio for the day; preparing some stuff for the new single, planning a music video and some news about some sort of promotion tour he would have to do eventually.

You really don’t mind him being away like that, when it is only for the day and you know that he will be home in bed with you at night. When he was going on tour on the the other hand; that you don’t like. You hated being away from him for a long time.

You know that Justin isn’t a big fan of leaving you back home either, but he doesn’t have a choice. Of course, you go and visit him as often as you can when you’re not too busy with either work or school.

Fortunately, there is only about six months left until you’re done with school and then work will be the only thing you need to worry about. Sure, you would have to work but you woulnd’t have any schoolwork to take away your weekends. You would be able to visit Justin every single weekend if you wanted to.

When the sound of a car pulling up in the driveway is heard, you force yourself to put your book down and you wait quietly for him to come inside, a small smile playing on your lips. A few seconds later, the car door is slammed shut and a moment later the front door is opened.

“Babe, you home?” Justin calls out and you hear him put something away.

“Yeah! I’m in the living room,” you reply, turning your head to greet him with a smile as he enters the door.

You hear his feet shuffling across the floor and you listen as he comes closer and closer. You can’t help but grin when you kow he’s standing right behind you. His hands find their way to your eyes and a giggle escapes your mouth when he tells you to guess who it is.

“Oh, I don’t know…” You trail off, stiffling a laugh. “Zac Efron?” You suggest with a tease, both of you knowing that he is your second celebrity crush next to Justin.

You hear him scoff loudly, “Guess again, sweetheart.”

“Haymitch, then?” You suggest and a fit of giggles escapes your mouth before you can stop it. Justin knows why you said that and you hear him chuckle too.

“Just because he calls Katniss sweetheart all the time does not mean it’s him. Besides, I like to think that I look at least a little bit younger than him.” Justin says with a chuckle.

“Mm… Could it be my handsome boyfriend then?”

“That’s better,” Justin teases, adding a chuckle and you can hear the smile in his voice. “Hey, baby.”

He removes his hands from your eyes, letting you see again. You blink a couple of times, trying to get used to the light again. Justin’s melodic laugh is what brings you back from your trance and with a smile playing on your lips, you turn around quickly to face your boyfriend.

A small gasp of surprise slips out of your mouth when you fix your eyes on the big flower bouquet in the hands of your boyfriend. You trace your eyes of the several flower types, the scent of them filling your nose.

Purple orchids, white lilies and a beautiful shade of light pink roses. There are lots of the different types and you sniff the air again, taking in the scent of the gorgeous and - not to mention - huge flower bouquet that your boyfriend had brought you.

“Oh my god.” You breathe out suddenly and move your eyes up from the pretty bouquet and meet Justin’s golden eyes. He’s looking at you already, a questioning expression on his flawless face.

“Do you like them?” He asks, grinning at you innocently. You nod, taking another breath as you think of something to say. You’re stunned.

“Of course! They’re beautiful. Thank you. But, uh, why did you bring them with you home?” You raise a brow at him, shooting him an innocent smile because you don’t want him to think that you don’t appreciate his action.

“No special reason. I just wanted to bring you some flowers to tell you that I love you and I chose some flowers that can almost compare to your beauty. Not quite, but almost.”

“Thank you.” You smile, getting up from the couch. He hads them to you when you reach him and yet again you take another sniff, the pure and amazing smell filling your nose.

“I love them, Justin. Thank you.” You say, a small blush creeping onto your cheeks from his compliment.

He smiles and pulls you into his chest, resting his chin on your forehead. “I’m glad. You really are beautful, you know?”