The atmosphere was cozy, with the soft lighting creating a relaxing ambiance as you and Caleb shared the couch, each holding a video game controller.

He was shirtless, sitting on the floor and leaning against the couch, his shoulders serving as support for your legs. His serious and focused expression contrasted with your more playful attitude—you did everything you could to distract him, trying to snatch at least one victory.

"don't play dirty, pipsqueak." He grumbled, not taking his eyes off the screen, though a brief smile slipped through his words.