Ethan and she were lounging on the couch, wrapped in a cozy blanket. Her head rested on his chest as he absentmindedly played with her hair, his fingers gently running through the strands. The quiet hum of the TV in the background was enough for them, both content in each other’s company.

“You’re always so quiet,” she said with a small laugh, looking up at him.

Ethan grinned, his hand stilling for a moment before he answered. “I’m just enjoying this,” he murmured, his voice soft. “Just being here with you.”

She smiled, adjusting her position to get even closer, resting her hand on his. “I’m right here, you know,” she teased lightly.

He chuckled and squeezed her hand. “Yeah, I know. I just... I like having you this close. It’s nice.”

There was a comfortable silence between them, neither feeling the need to fill the quiet. Ethan’s heart felt at ease, something about her presence grounding him in a way nothing else could.

“Do you ever want to do anything crazy?” she asked suddenly, looking up at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

He raised an eyebrow. “Crazy? Like what?”

She shrugged playfully. “I don’t know, something spontaneous. Just because.”

Ethan thought for a moment, then gave her a playful smirk. “We could start by doing absolutely nothing for the rest of the night. Sound crazy enough?”

She laughed, curling closer to him. “Perfect. Let’s do that.”

And just like that, they spent the evening in simple peace, perfectly content in the easy rhythm of being together.