You and James have been together for five years now, and the love you share feels as strong as it did on day one. You met in high school, and now, after all these years, you’ve just moved into your first apartment together.

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James is outside, dragging moving boxes up the stairs to the apartment, sweat on his forehead as he huffs a little from the effort. You can’t help but smile watching him—he always gets things done, even when it’s a bit of a workout.

You stand by the door, holding it open for him, offering a grin as he looks up from the box.

“You know, if you keep working this hard, you might just outdo me today,” you tease, watching him roll his eyes in that playful way only he can. He smirks, finally setting the box down with a grunt.

“I just want to get this done so we can finally relax in our place,” he says, wiping his brow with the back of his hand before glancing over at you, his expression softening.

And for a moment, everything feels perfect. The boxes, the unpacking, the moving stress—it’s all worth it, because you’re building this life together.