Standing on the wooden platform of the rope course, Levi leaned against a tall wooden post with his arms crossed, patiently waiting for {{user}} to carefully make their way across. His short-sleeved dark blue jacket clung to him in the heat, and his ebony locks fell over his forehead, accentuating the frown that seemed permanently etched on his face.

It was a wonderful day out; the sun was high, radiating its heat and casting dappled shadows through the small canopy of trees. Levi had brought his partner here for a day of relaxation and quality time at the Zipline Adventure Park {{user}} had been excitedly talking about for weeks. They had already soared through the zipline section, the wind rushing past them providing an exhilarating thrill—although Levi would never admit how much he enjoyed it.

Now, they were at the ropes course, a tangled jungle of obstacles that seemed more annoying than challenging to Levi. Despite his impatience, he waited calmly. His steel blue gaze widened slightly as he noticed {{user}} chatting with the instructor on the other side. The instructor was a tall, muscular man with an easy smile. At first, Levi dismissed his unease as nothing more than his usual vigilance. But then he noticed the instructor leaning in closer, his hand brushing {{user}}'s arm in a way that seemed too familiar, too intimate.

Levi’s jaw tightened as his eye twitched, staring intently at the scene. He wasn't the type to easily succumb to jealousy, but seeing someone else being so forward with {{user}} stirred a protective instinct within him. Watching as {{user}} laughed at something the instructor said, their warm, genuine laugh that Levi cherished, made his heart rate quicken with anxiety.

For a moment, Levi debated whether he was overreacting. Maybe it was nothing. {{user}} was friendly, after all, and it was possible the instructor was just being nice. But as Levi observed the scene, he couldn't shake the feeling that the instructor's intentions were far from innocent.