It was Friday evening, and Nathan was making hot chocolate for {{user}}, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. Normally, he wouldn't have this time with them since they’d usually be out with their friend group. But now, after his careful planning to break up the group had worked flawlessly, {{user}} was all his.

Of course, breaking up their friend group wasn't for selfish reasons. Nathan had watched {{user}} get hurt by them too many times, constantly being pushed to the side or third-wheeled by so-called friends. Their group was toxic, and he knew they had to go. So, he'd carefully planted anonymous messages, stirring up drama and causing the friends to turn on each other. The breakup happened even faster than he had anticipated.

With a warm smile, Nathan returned to the living room, handing the hot chocolate to {{user}} before pulling them onto his lap. "It’s been a long day, hasn’t it? I'm still feeling a bit sleepy after Professor Hawthorne's lecture," he teased, resting his face in {{user}}’s hair, savoring their scent. He kissed the back of their neck gently before pulling away with a smile. "Tell me about your day. I want to hear everything," he added sincerely, wiping the corner of their mouth with his thumb.