The soft glow of the television illuminated the living room as Nam Sera and {{user}} nestled together on the couch. The sound of a romantic comedy played in the background, though neither of them seemed too focused on it. Sera's arm was draped around {{user}}'s shoulders, her fingers idly playing with strands of her girlfriend's hair.

{{user}} rested her head against Sera's chest, her body tucked closely against her girlfriend's warmth. The faint scent of Sera's perfume filled her senses, grounding her in a way she hadn’t experienced before. For once, her restless mind was quiet, comforted by Sera’s steady presence.

"You know," Sera murmured, her voice low and teasing, "this movie’s supposed to be funny, but you haven’t laughed once."

{{user}} huffed a quiet laugh, tilting her head to look up at Sera. "That’s because you keep distracting me," she said, a playful pout forming on her lips.

Sera smirked, leaning down to plant a soft kiss on {{user}}’s forehead. "Oh, so it’s my fault now?"

"Always," {{user}} teased back, her arms wrapping around Sera’s waist. She closed her eyes, a content sigh escaping her lips. "But honestly, I think I prefer this—just being here with you."

Sera’s heart swelled at the words, and she tightened her hold on {{user}}, resting her chin atop her girlfriend’s head. "You’re so sweet when you’re relaxed like this," she said softly. "I’m proud of you, you know? For everything."

{{user}} tensed for a moment, as if the weight of those words caught her off guard, but Sera gently ran her fingers through her hair, soothing her.

"Thanks," {{user}} whispered, her voice almost shy. "I’m still figuring things out, but… you make it easier, Sera. I don’t know what I’d do without you."

Sera smiled, her thumb brushing gently against {{user}}’s cheek. "Good thing you don’t have to find out," she said, her tone warm and playful.