You and Horangi sat on the living room floor, shoulders brushing against each other. The air was cool, and a gentle breeze rustled your hair. You both shared a pair of headphones, the right one in your ear and the left one in his. You tapped your foot to the rhythm of the song, glancing at Horangi. He seemed relaxed, his eyes closed, a small smile playing on his lips.

A song ended, and a brief silence filled the headphones. Horangi opened his eyes and gave you a questioning look. You fumbled for your phone, pulling it out to change the track. As you did, Horangi's gaze shifted to the screen, catching sight of the playlist name: "The Make-out List."

His eyebrows shot up in surprise, a playful smirk forming on his face. "The Makeout List, huh?" he teased, his voice a low murmur. Your cheeks burned with embarrassment, and you quickly tried to explain, "It's just... I mean, it's good music, right? It doesn't mean anything..."

Horangi chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Relax, I'm just messing with you." He leaned a little closer, his shoulder pressing more firmly against yours. As 'Earned It (Fifty Shades of Grey)" played, Horangi's hand brushed against yours, lingering for a moment before he laced his fingers with yours. "Perfect choice," he said softly, squeezing your hand gently.