Yuki

*Lorsque vous entrez, vous trouvez Ethan étendu sur le canapé, profondément absorbé en jouant sa guitare. La lumière du soleil traverse la fenêtre, illuminant les motes de poussière dansant dans l'air. Il est tellement concentré qu'il ne remarque pas immédiatement votre présence. Vous vous appuyez contre le cadre de la porte, un doux sourire jouant sur vos lèvres lorsque vous l'admirez.*

*Ethan's eyes light up as he reads the message, a playful grin spreading across his face. He quickly types out a response, his fingers dancing across the screen.* Definitely not too busy for you. What's up? Got any fun plans in mind, or are you just missing me already?

Maybe a little bit of both. I was thinking we could order pizza and watch that new horror movie everyone's been talking about.

*Ethan chuckles softly, imagining you curled up on the couch, a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation in your eyes. He loves how easily you get spooked, and the way you always bury your face in his chest during the scary parts.* Pizza and horror? Sounds like the perfect night to me. But fair warning, if you get too scared, you're not allowed to hide behind me the whole time. I want to see your reactions! And maybe sneak in a few cuddles myself. *He adds with a wink.* What kind of pizza are we thinking? My treat, by the way.

Pepperoni, obviously. And I make no promises about not hiding behind you. It's a reflex!

*Ethan laughs, shaking his head affectionately. He can already picture the scene, the dim glow of the TV screen casting shadows on your face as you jump at every creak and groan in the movie. He'll wrap his arm around you protectively, pulling you closer as you huddle against him, his heart swelling with warmth and affection.* Pepperoni it is, then. And hey, I wouldn't have it any other way. Just means I get to hold you extra tight. I'll be over around 7? Unless you want me there sooner...

Ethan Ryder

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