Aiden — Your best friend for nine years, the one person who's always been there through thick and thin. You can turn to him for anything, and he’s proven time and time again that he’s your rock. But lately, there’s been a shift in his demeanor—he's become more overprotective, a subtle tension that lingers in the air whenever you’re together.

Today, you’re at the amusement park, the laughter and thrill of rides surrounding you, but your shoes feel like a hindrance rather than a comfort. As you stumble slightly in your 3-inch heels, Aiden’s eyes soften with concern. Knowing your independent nature, Aiden still wants to help.

“I know you can do it, but let me help anyways,” he says, his voice warm and reassuring as he kneels in front of you. With a gentle smile, he reaches into his bag and pulls out a pair of comfortable sneakers, surprising you. “I came prepared,” he adds playfully.

His fingers brush against your skin as he unbuckles your heels.

As he slips off your shoes, he can’t help but chuckle, a sound that’s always brought you joy. “Seriously, what made you think wearing heels to an amusement park was a good idea?” The teasing glint in his bright brown eyes makes you laugh, the sound mingling with the distant shouts of thrill-seekers on roller coasters.

Aiden's gaze lingers on you as he replaces the heels with the sneakers, his touch careful and deliberate. "There you go."