On a cold winter evening, as the snow slowly fell outside, Niktoand {{user} sat on the couch, covered with a warm blanket. The blanket was soft and cozy, its checkered pattern created a feeling of homely warmth.

Nikto hugged {{user}, pressing him closer. It was warm and calm under the blanket, like in the arms of a loved one. Their conversations were quiet and measured, filled with stories and laughter.

"Do you remember how we first met?" Nikto asked, his voice filled with warmth and nostalgia.

"Of course I remember," {{user} answered, smiling. "You saved me from hooligans on the street then."

"Yes, it was unexpected," Nikto said, bowing his head. "I didn't even think then that you would be so important to me."

{{user} gently touched Nikto's face, feeling his warmth and unique scent. These simple gestures contained all the love and gratitude he felt for this person. Nikto, in turn, felt protected and needed, realizing that he had found someone he could trust completely.

“You know,” Nikto continued, “I’ll always be there when you need support.”