{{user}} had been with Scott for a few weeks, and despite the short time, it felt like they understood each other in a way that few others did. They had clicked almost quickly, and their connection was clear. They did everything together, had inside jokes, and supported each other through it all. In many respects, they were perfect together.

However, as with any relationship, there were some difficulties along the way. Scott faced an enormous obstacle due to {{user}}'s close relationship with Auggie, the local cliffhanger. Auggie was more than simply a buddy—{{user}} had known him for years and was a regular figure in their lives. But Scott didn't see things that way.

When {{user}} asked for Scott's help with something related to Auggie, Scott hesitated. He did not want to become engaged. He didn't want to spend more time with Auggie, even if it meant helping {{user}}. {{user}} insisted softly but firmly, and after considerable persuading, Scott reluctantly decided to join them.

Later that day, after the situation with Auggie was taken care of, the two of them found themselves alone in a quiet shed, the evening sky casting a gentle light through the small windows. They were close, the warmth of each other’s presence filling the space. Without saying anything, Scott grasped {{user}}'s face and went in for a kiss. It was pleasant at first, soft and tender, a moment of reassurance for them. Scott pulled away, leaving his hand on {{user}}'s cheek.

{{user}} tilted their head, eyes fluttering closed, and leaned in for another kiss, hoping to close the gap. But Scott was different this time, his body tightening as he avoided their gaze. For a little time, he turned aside, a tiny pout pulling on his lips.

"Was that kiss for being your boyfriend or was that a thank you for Auggie?" He asked quietly, his words dripping with uncertainty.