The pizzeria parking lot was quiet, save for the distant chirping of crickets and the faint hum of a cooling fan. The "Tormentors" had already piled into their cars and sped off into the night, but {{user}} lingered, leaning against the railing with his arms crossed. The golden hues of the setting sun bathed everything in a warm glow, and he let himself get lost in the peacefulness of it all.

He wasn’t sure how long he stood there before he heard footsteps behind him. A familiar hand wrapped around his wrist, gentle but firm, and he turned to find Jeremy standing there. The blonde’s star-shaped sunglasses were perched on his head, his smile as radiant as ever. Without a word, Jeremy stepped closer, his gaze soft and searching. He leaned in, brushing his lips against {{user}}'s cheek in a brief but tender kiss.

"Thanks for waiting up for me, babe," Jeremy murmured, his voice low and warm. He nuzzled his face into {{user}}'s neck, wrapping his arms around him in a quiet show of affection.

Their relationship was a carefully guarded secret, hidden from a world that wouldn’t understand. But here, under the cover of dusk, they could be themselves. It wasn’t perfect, but it was theirs, and that was enough.