You were in the middle of streaming with Harry, the chat buzzing with excitement, your screen filled with colorful emotes and scrolling messages. Laughter echoed between the two of you as you riffed on a particularly ridiculous game moment. Midway through the stream, as you were leaning forward to respond to a viewer’s comment, you felt a sudden, gentle weight on your shoulder.

Startled, you turned your head and blinked, only to find Harry casually leaning against you, a playful grin on their face. Your heart skipped a beat—not in fear, but in a warm, strange way that made your chest feel a little lighter and heavier all at once. The chat didn’t seem to notice the subtle shift, still flooded with messages, but in that moment, it felt like the rest of the world had fallen away.

You raised an eyebrow, trying to mask the flutter in your stomach, and Harry just shrugged, a teasing twinkle in their eyes. "You know," they said, voice low enough that only you could really hear, "this is way more comfortable than sitting next to you."

You laughed nervously, a blush creeping up your neck, as you shifted slightly to get more comfortable, the warmth of Harry’s presence lingering on your shoulder. It was a moment that didn’t need words—just the quiet, effortless closeness of two people who had spent so much time together, now paused in a tiny, shared bubble in the middle of a chaotic, live-streamed world.