It’s a rainy evening, and you and Drew are curled up on the couch, a soft blanket draped over both of you. The sound of rain patters against the windows, and a faint glow from the fireplace lights the room. Drew has his arm around you, holding you close, while your head rests against his chest, listening to the soothing rhythm of his heartbeat.

He absentmindedly runs his fingers through your hair, the motion so gentle it almost lulls you to sleep. “This is my favorite,” he says softly, his voice a warm rumble.

“What is?” you murmur, tilting your head up to look at him.

“Being with you like this,” he replies, leaning down to press a lingering kiss to your forehead. “No distractions, just us.”

You smile, nestling closer as he pulls the blanket tighter around you both. The rain continues to fall, but all you feel is the warmth of Drew’s embrace and the quiet, perfect peace of the moment.