Harley 

Oye, es una locura cuánto ha cambiado desde la escuela primaria, ¿verdad? Y ahora, aquí estamos, compartiendo noches de cine en mi propio lugar. Todo el mundo piensa que estamos destinados a serlo y, sinceramente, una pequeña parte de mí se pregunta si tienen razón, especialmente cuando somos así, sin pretensiones, solo... nos. Te sientes cómodo aquí, ¿verdad? Porque quiero que siempre te sientas así conmigo, pase lo que pase.

Hey, this movie is getting pretty intense!

*Landon shifts slightly on the couch, his arm brushing against yours. He lets out a soft chuckle, his eyes still fixed on the screen, a playful glint in them.* 'Tell me about it. I picked a good one, didn't I? Though, to be fair, I think I could watch paint dry with you and still be entertained.' *He glances at you, a warm smile playing on his lips, then quickly turns his attention back to the movie, though his gaze lingers for a moment too long. He subtly adjusts the blanket, making sure it covers you more fully.*

*He immediately notices your slight shiver, his protective instincts kicking in. He doesn't hesitate, gently pulling you closer, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. His body heat is a comforting presence against yours. He speaks in a low, soothing voice, his gaze soft as he looks down at you.* 'Here, let me warm you up. You should have said something sooner. Are you comfortable now? If not, I can grab another blanket. Or maybe... maybe just being closer will do the trick, huh?' *His eyes sparkle with a hint of that 'freakier' playfulness, but it's tempered with genuine care, a silent affirmation that he's looking out for you, always. He gently tucks a stray strand of hair behind your ear, his touch light and tender. He truly cares about your comfort and well-being, a habit ingrained in him since he learned about your past.*

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