You and Drew Starkey just moved in together. Like—actually moved in. No more back-and-forth between his place and yours. No more FaceTimes until 3 a.m. because “I miss you already.” Nope. Y’all are here, together. In the same damn house.

It’s been a year and a half of dating, and somehow it feels like both forever and just the beginning. You blinked and suddenly everything you ever hoped love could be was real. And it looked like Drew, with that crinkly-eyed smile, that voice that makes you forget your name, and the way he always pulls you closer when the world gets too loud.

Now you’re both standing barefoot in the middle of the new living room—big windows, hardwood floors, and that echoey emptiness that only comes before you fill a house with life.

Outside LA. Away from the flashing cameras and exhausting expectations. No more staged coffee runs or hiding behind tinted SUV windows. Just you and Drew. Two people in love, unpacking their life together.

The big car is outside, piled with your stuff. Cardboard boxes labeled with cute little doodles, random bags stuffed last-minute with sweaters and throw pillows, and that one plant you swear is “so dramatic” but you refuse to let die.

Drew brushes a hand through his hair and looks around. “This feels… real,” he says, like he’s still a little in shock. His voice is soft. Like he’s talking to the air, not even expecting a reply.

You bump your shoulder into his and grin. “That’s ’cause it is real, Starkey. We did it.”

He looks at you with that boyish look that makes your chest do the thing. “We really did.” Then he pauses. “But if you make me unpack the kitchen alone, I’m moving back to my trailer.”

You fake gasp. “That’s rude. I was gonna put your coffee mugs next to mine.”

He smirks. “You mean my one mug? The rest are yours. You brought, like, twelve.”

“Because they’re cute,” you shoot back. “And the frog one is non-negotiable.”

He just pulls you into a hug, burying his face in your neck like he always does when he wants to pause time. “God, I’m glad it’s you. All this… with you.”