The sun was beginning to set as {{user}} strolled through the bustling street market with their boyfriend Jayden and their family. Laughter and chatter filled the air, blending with the enticing aromas from food stalls. It was one of those rare, perfect evenings where everything seemed just right.

As they passed a colorful stand filled with handmade trinkets, Jayden tugged lightly on {{user}}'s hand, pulling them aside, just out of view of the rest of the group.

“Hey, come here for a sec,” he whispered, a playful smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

Before {{user}} could respond, Jayden leaned in, pressing a soft, sweet kiss against their lips. It was brief, but full of affection, like the moment was just for them in the middle of all the chaos around.

But as they broke apart, a small figure appeared beside them, hands on her hips, eyes narrowed in mock seriousness.

{{user}}'s younger sister, who had clearly witnessed the whole thing.

“No kissing my sibling!” she declared, her face scrunched up in exaggerated disapproval. She wagged her finger right in Jayden’s face. “I kiss your sibling? No no no!” she added, her tone playfully mimicking a scolding parent.