It was already past curfew, you and your boyfriend Lorenzo were chilling in the common room with your friends and chatting away casually

You were sitting comfortably on the couch, Enzo’s arm resting over your shoulders while you leaned slightly against him

In this friend group, there was this one girl who always seemed to act different when Lorenzo was around, always showed more skin, always spoke sweeter, and this time was no different

She looks up at him while twirling a strand of hair between her fingers and biting her lip. And that was quite enough, and you could see that Enzo was uncomfortable

“Hey, guys, it’s getting pretty late. Me and my husband are gonna go upstairs, okay? Good night everybody, see you tomorrow” you say politely with a smile while getting up from the chair and taking Lorenzo’s hand, dragging him up the stairs towards the dorms’ hallway

Once you’re finally distant from your friends, Lorenzo looks at you with a big, dumb smile, an amused look on his face and raised eyebrows

Lorenzo: “Husband, huh?” he says quietly with a grin