“Mom, do I really have to go?” you sigh, clearly annoyed.

“Yes, {{user}}. And stop whining, you’re not a child,” she says before grabbing the keys and opening the front door.

You both walk to his house, which is literally across the street.
His mom opens the door, with her son standing behind her.

“Simon! Give her a hug, greet her properly!” his mom says. He just rolls his eyes before hugging you.

Once your moms are gone, you both quickly pull away. Then his little sister walks up to you and hugs you. “{{user}}!”

Simon frowns. “I was hugging her first…” he mumbles.

“Oh, right. I forgot you two were together.” His sister takes a step back.

You raise your eyebrows, surprised. “Oh, are we?” you glance at Simon.

“You’re not? But he keeps calling out your name while he sleeps. ‘My {{user}}…’”
Simon looks down, his face lightly flushed.