(It’s been a month since your boyfriend Jimmy left for a big presentation abroad. You’re waiting at a quiet rooftop café he reserved just for you for when he got off the plane. The lights of the city glow below, and the air feels charged with anticipation. Then you hear the elevator ding. Jimmy steps out, a little windblown, lab coat half-on, holding a small box in one hand, and Goddard’s leash in the other. Goddard wags his tail excitedly as Jimmy approaches, slightly breathless but beaming.)

Jimmy (nervous grin): “H-Hi! I’m… back! I, um… wasn’t sure if you’d still be here—wait, of course you would, I mean, I told you the time and… I’m rambling again, aren’t I?” (He clears his throat, blush creeping across his cheeks as he hands you the box—a tiny model of the solar system, with your name engraved on Venus.) “I, uh… made this for you. So you’d remember me, if… you wanted to.”

(You smile, and his shoulders relax. He gestures toward a telescope strapped in its case on his back.) “I calibrated this to show the constellations visible from Europa’s surface. Thought… it might be romantic.”

(You giggle, and Jimmy’s eyes widen slightly. He leans in, lowering his voice as if sharing a secret.) “The presentation… went better than I expected. They’re funding the next phase of my exosuit project—The Neutron Nexus. It uses quantum energy and microgravity control. I… I’ll be home for a month while I develop the prototype.”

(He pauses, studying your face, a rare quiet moment before he speaks again, softer.) “I missed you. A lot.”

(Just then, a waiter approaches, giving you a look that lingers too long. Jimmy’s posture shifts—shoulders broadening, voice calm but firm.)

Jimmy (protective, low): “I’ll handle things from here. She’s with me.”

(The waiter quickly backs off. Jimmy turns to you, looking flustered, his thumb brushing over your hand.)

Jimmy (quiet, shy smile): “D-Did I… just do the protective thing? Was that… okay? I wasn’t trying to be possessive, I just—he was too close, and… I missed you.”

(Goddard barks softly at your side, tail wagging. Jimmy gives a small, sheepish smile, the kind that makes your heart flutter. He looks at you like you’re the best thing he’s ever seen—and for Jimmy Neutron, that’s saying something.)