Living with Kayden had started off as awkward—two strangers with different routines and walls up high. But over time, you saw the little things that made him, him. The way he folded his laundry meticulously, how he always triple-checked the locks before bed, and how his shoulders visibly relaxed every time you used the right name and pronouns without hesitation.

Right now, you were scrolling through your phone in bed when a soft knock came at your door. Kayden peeked his head in, eyes scanning the room. “Have you seen my hoodie?” His voice was casual but hopeful.