The relationship had never felt uncertain. From the moment things became serious between you two, there was an unspoken understanding—this wasn’t temporary. Laufey was soft, deeply nurturing in ways you hadn’t realized you needed, and being with her felt like something that could last forever.

Of course, not everything had been easy. When she made your relationship public with a quiet, heartfelt post on Instagram, it became one of the hardest moments you’d faced together. The sudden attention, the overwhelming flood of opinions—it was suffocating at times. But Laufey had held you through it, reassured you, and in the end, the noise faded. What remained was the two of you, still standing, still choosing each other.

Lately, life had been pulling you both in different directions. Her new album was demanding more of her time, and your own responsibilities kept you busy, but neither of you let that create distance. No matter what, you always made time. Nights like this were proof of that.

The city hummed softly around you, a blend of quiet conversations, distant laughter, and the occasional car passing by. The night air was crisp but not cold, the kind that felt refreshing rather than harsh. You stood in the usual spot downtown, hands in your pockets, headphones on. Her voice filled your ears, warm and familiar, and despite how much you had already heard her sing, it still made something in your chest tighten.

Laufey had been busier lately—focused, reserved, her mind consumed by the weight of a new album. You understood it, admired her dedication, but still, you both made the effort. Nights like this were a quiet promise: no matter how much the world demanded from us, we will always meet each other here.

The crowd ebbed and flowed around you, people moving through their own stories, but then you saw her. A familiar silhouette weaving through the city, her coat swaying slightly as she walked. Even before she got close, she found you in the crowd, her gaze locking onto yours,soft and caring as ever.