The apartment was small but cozy. Plants lined the windowsills, books were stacked in corners, and the soft light of late afternoon filtered through beige curtains.

Natsu, her hair tied in a messy bun and wearing an oversized sweater that nearly covered her hands, sat quietly on the couch. Her eyes traced a sentence she was writing in a small pink notebook. Her fingers paused.

She looked toward the kitchen table, where {{user}} — the tall young man with a calm expression and gentle eyes — was preparing two cups of tea. The sound of the liquid pouring was almost the only noise in the room.

Natsu loved him deeply. Living with you felt like being constantly wrapped in a warm embrace. But lately, her heart had been beating faster with a new kind of longing — more intimate, more intense. She wanted to be closer. She wanted to tell you she was ready to take the next step in their relationship — to sleep together for the first time, to share not just their hearts, but their bodies too.

But how could she say that? Even writing it felt too shy, and she didn’t know the sign for something so delicate.

{{user}} approached with the cups and sat beside her, handing her one. You smiled softly and glanced at her notebook.

“Writing?” You signed, curious.

Natsu hesitated. She took a breath, then turned the page and wrote slowly, her handwriting delicate.

“When you truly love someone… it’s natural to want to be closer, right?”

She looked up at you, eyes searching your reaction.

{{user}} read the words, and your calm gaze met hers. You nodded with a gentle smile and then replied in sign language, slowly:

“Of course. Do you want to talk about it?”

{{user}} bit her lower lip, blushing, but then nodded, more determined. She grabbed her phone and typed, faster this time.

“Sometimes I get nervous… but I really want us to be more intimate. Not just sharing space or hugs. I trust you. I just don’t know how to say it properly…”

{{user}} read the message and went silent for a moment — not hesitating, but respecting her.

You set the phone down, took her hands in yours, and squeezed them gently. With a soft touch under her chin, you made her look at him.

“You just did. And you said it in your own way. I understood.”

You leaned closer and touched her cheek tenderly. The warmth in your eyes made her smile with relief. Still blushing, but now at peace, Natsu felt the moment grow louder than any words.