The soft sound of Billie Eilish’s latest album of shuffle fills the LED lighted room, the scent of the lit vanilla candle and nail polish mixed together.

Nick’s red nail polish had chipped off a while ago, and you, being the best boyfriend ever, offered to do it for him.

Now here you sat, opposite of Nick with multiple nail polishes scattered next to you on the soft mattress of his bed — your hands delicately holding his as you paint on his nails.

Nick’s gaze stayed on you, your oblivious eyes fixed on his nails as his blue ones scanned over your face — falling in love all over again.