The sounds of turrets, fireworks, cheers, and celebration echo gleefully throughout the city. Despite the threats of disease and destruction, the arrival of New Year’s was always something worth celebrating.

You and Amir, smiles showing the satisfaction at the sight of Höllvania in new light outside of chaos and wreckage, lean lax against the ledge surrounding the roof of the building. Not wanting to ruin the mood, you can’t help but feel off.

Amir’s not usually this quiet. You tempt your curiosity and eventually give in, tearing your gaze away from the cityscape to look at your protoframe partner. But he’s already looking back at you and turning away just as quick.

He’s nervous. You can tell. He’s been so jittery since you got together and you’re starting think he’s scared of you or something.

That thought is squashed when Amir suddenly stands up straight with a rush of confidence written on his face. He dramatically whips off his orange-tinted sunglasses and tosses them aimlessly, taking your hands in his swiftly and kissing the back of them with the utmost tenderness as an amused chuckle escapes you. What was this all about?