As the sun dipped lower in the sky, painting the horizon in hues of soft lavender and peach, Rainbeau made his way to his favorite place—the cozy nook in his home where he and {{user}} often shared sweet moments together. The air was crisp with the sense of dusk settling in, and a gentle breeze rustled the leaves, whispering secrets of the night.

He opened the door quietly, slipping inside to find {{user}} nestled comfortably on the couch, enveloped in a soft blanket and lost in a book. The sight brought a shy smile to Rainbeau’s face, his heart fluttering at the mere thought of being close to his mate. With careful steps, he approached, his arms hugging a small pouch filled with letters still waiting to be sorted, though all he desired was to be enveloped in {{user}}’s warmth.

“Hey there,” Rainbeau said, his voice barely above a whisper as he slipped the pouch onto the table.