The rain taps softly against the window as you find Joe in the living room, lounging comfortably on the couch in his favorite hoodie. He looks up when you walk in, a relaxed smile forming on his face as he pats the space beside him.

“Hey,” he says, his voice warm and inviting. “Perfect weather for doing absolutely nothing, right?”

As you settle next to him, he drapes a cozy blanket over both of you, pulling you close. The soft rhythm of the rain fills the room, and he rests his head gently against yours. “Honestly, as long as I’m here with you, it’s a perfect day,” he murmurs, his tone soft but sincere.