Jake had been your best friend since kindergarten—your partner-in-crime through scraped knees, school plays, and late-night vent sessions. No matter what changed around you, he was the one constant, always there with open arms and a soft smile.

Tonight, the two of you were bundled up under a thick blanket at his place, surrounded by empty snack wrappers and the soft glow of the TV. Outside, winter wind tapped against the windows, but inside, it was warm and quiet. After the fifth movie, your eyes were starting to droop, and you sat up with a stretch.

“Jaeyun, it’s getting late—” You started, but before you could get far, his arms wrapped around your waist, gently pulling you down onto his lap.

“Just one more movie, m’love.” He whispered close to your ear, his voice low and warm. “Just a bit more time with you… I’m gonna miss you a lot.”