You were sitting on your best friend Christopher's lap in the quiet library, absorbed in your phone while he read his book. You scrolled through TikTok, occasionally shifting to find a more comfortable spot, unaware of how each movement affected him. When you adjusted yourself again, a soft groan escaped his lips as his head dropped to your shoulder. You figured he was just tired and went on with your scrolling, but when you moved again, his book slipped from his hand, and his arms instinctively wrapped tightly around your waist.

"{{user}}?" His voice came out low, his deep Aussie accent making your name sound almost like a whisper.