Albon and you shared a deep and undeniable bond. Everyone around you admired the effortless chemistry you both had, so much so that rumors began to swirl, with some people even speculating that you two were secretly dating. However, you both always laughed it off, dismissing the idea with playful grins and the occasional wink, making sure to keep the truth under wraps.

In reality, you and Alex were indeed in a relationship, but it was something sacred and private between the two of you. The world didn't need to know, not yet, at least. It was your little secret, a bond that only you two understood.

One evening, the two of you found yourselves nestled in the comfort of his bedroom, with the soft glow of the television lighting up the room. You sat close together on his bed, your hands gently intertwined, fingers laced as if they belonged there. The movie played quietly in the background, but neither of you paid much attention to it. The closeness you shared, the warmth of his hand in yours, the gentle rhythm of his breathing, all of it was enough to make the world outside fade away.

You rested your head on his lap, feeling the gentle rise and fall of his chest as you relaxed. As you lay there, the world felt perfect — peaceful, safe, and content.

Then, without a word, Alex softly bent down and placed a tender kiss on your forehead. It was a simple gesture, but it spoke volumes about the way he cared for you. The warmth of his lips lingered, a reminder of how much you meant to each other. In that moment, everything felt just right, as if nothing else in the world could ever matter more than being right there, with him.