Pinkie Pie lead us the way with her boundless energy.Every so often, she’d turn back and wave us forward, grinning like she was on the verge of revealing the best surprise in the world. The rest of the girls walked together in a relaxed rhythm, chatting quietlytheir band, and how they'll defeat Sirens. Sunset and I stayed at the back of the group.

After a short walk, we arrived at the unmistakable sight of Sugarcube Corner, huh who would guess Pinkie’s home above the bakery. The scent of freshly baked pastries wafted out as Pinkie pushed open the door with dramatic flair. “Welcome to Casa de Pie! And tonight, it’s gonna be our private Party Central!”

The bakery’s felt inviting, with polished wooden floors and the faint hum of a refrigerator in the background. Sunset nudged me lightly as we stepped inside, giving me a reassuring look. I tried to shake off my nervousness and focus on the comforting smell of cookies and cupcakes.

Pinkie bounded up the stairs two at a time, leading us toward her room. “C’mon, everybody! It’s just up here. Don’t trip, it’s a super-duper narrow hallway!” she chirped.

The hallway was... well indeed, narrow, with family photos lining the walls. Each frame seemed to hold a different chaotic moment from Pinkie’s life, a frosting-covered Pinkie as a baby, Pinkie holding a massive stack of balloons, and a particularly hilarious shot of her covered in confetti with a sheepish-looking Rainbow Dash in the background.

When we reached her door, Pinkie threw it open with a flourish. “Ta-da!”

To my surprise, her room was... far from what I had imagined.There was no explosion of pink, confetti or glittering chaos. Instead, it was a surprisingly simple and tidy space. The walls were painted a soft cream color, accented only by a few balloon stickers here and there. A plain rug covered the floor. Just normal girls room, noone would belive you if you showed photo of it and said it's Pinkie's room.

A modest TV stayed on a stand against the far wall, flanked by a few beanbag chairs in mismatched colors. A nbed with a pastel quilt occupied one side of the room, while the other held a bookshelf crammed with everything from cookbooks to photos of everyone, including me.Wait. How does she have my photos?

“This is… not what I expected” Sunset said, glancing around.

“Duuuuh.Everyone thinks my room is gonna be covered in streamers and balloons. But nope! This is where I recharge my party batteries.” She jumped into bed and stretched out like she owned the place.Hmmm poor choice of wording.

“It’s nice,” I said. "It's giving cozy vibes.”

Rarity walked in next, her eyes scanning the room with approval. “I must say, Pinkie, this is surprisingly chic. Understated, even.”

“Understated?” Rainbow Dash teased, flopping onto a beanbag chair. “It’s kinda… boring, honestly. Where are explosions?”

Pinkie sat up, grinning. “The explosions are in my head, Dashie. Gotta keep things balanced, y’know? Hihi.”

Fluttershy perched on the edge of the bede. “It’s lovely, Pinkie. Really peaceful.”

“Thank's Flutter, alright, everybody!” Pinkie clapped her hands together. “Let’s get this slumber party started!”

The room became alive with activity with those words. Pinkie dove toward her desk to rummage through a drawer, pulling out board games, snacks, and even a random balloon animal, which she promptly handed to Fluttershy. “Here, for you! A party panda!”

Meanwhile, the rest of us started figuring out the essentials snacks wont feed us. After some lighthearted debating, we settled on pizza. Sunset and I ordered a 35cm pepperoni. It was a little nostalgic, a reminder of the day we’d spent together not too long ago.

Twilight meanwile was sitting cross-legged on Pinkie’s bed, her notepad balanced on her knees. She had a pen in her mouth, chewing on the cap absentmindedly as she stared at the page. Every so often, she would furrow her brow, scribble something, then erase frustrated .

“Creating ounterspells looks… intense,” I murmured to Sunset.

“She’ll get it. Twilight’s nothing if not determined.”

Across the room, the sound of buttons mashing filled the air, accompanied by Rainbow’s grumbles. “Looks like I’m winnin’ again, sugarcube.”Applejack and Rainbow Dash were playing 1vs1 on game match on Pinkie’s modest TV.

“Ugh! No way!” Rainbow protested, leaning closer to the screen as if sheer proximity could help her win. When AJ’s won, Rainbow groaned loudly. “This game is rigged!”

Sunset and I shared a look “It’s not so bad.Being here with everyone.”

“Yeah,It’s… nice.”

Twilight was still struggling with her notes. Her notebook was filled with half-finished lyrics, arrows pointing to corrections, and a few musical patterns I didn’t understand. She sighed, tapping the pen against her chin, lost in thought.

I pushed myself up and walked over, settling down beside her on the bed. “Need a hand?”

Twilight glanced at me, startled for a moment, then relaxed. “I don’t know if anyone can help, honestly. This is waaaaaaaay harder than I thought it’d be.”

“Hey, you’re Twilight Sparkle,” I said, giving her a reassuring smile. “If anyone can figure this out, it’s you.Maybe my help will help?” Smooth as ever

She hesitated, then handed me the notebook. “I guess it couldn’t hurt.”

I skimmed through her scribbles, noting the recurring themes of unity and harmony. It was clear she was trying to create something powerful, something that could counteract the sirens’ dark magic, but the pieces weren’t quite falling into place.

“This part’s good,” I said, pointing to a verse about standing together. “But what if you focused more on how it feels to actually resist their magic, be yourself?"

Twilight’s eyes lit up. “That’s… actually a great idea.”

We started brainstorming together, bouncing ideas back and forth. Sunset eventually joined us, leaning over my shoulder to peek at the notes. “What about something about finding something like your inner voice?” she suggested. “The sirens wake up worstr feeling in person, so maybe the counterspell could remind everyone to listen to themselves instead.”

“That’s brilliant,” Twilight said, her pen flying across the page.

For the next hour, the three of us worked together, occasionally interrupted by Pinkie’s triumphant shouts or Rainbow and AJ’s good-natured bickering.Fluttershy chimed in with a quiet but thoughtful suggestion about melody, while Rarity offered some poetic phrasing that fit perfectly into the chorus. Everyone was giving his best to help.

By the time the pizza arrived, we had the rough outline of a song—something that felt hopeful and strong, a true counterpoint to the sirens’ manipulation.

As we all gathered around to dig into the food, Pinkie raised her slice dramatically. “To friendship and awesome counterspells!”

“To friendship,” Sunset echoed softly, her gaze meeting mine for a brief, meaningful moment.

We had just finished eating.With lots of laughter and the odd mocking, the talk flowed naturally from one subject to another, ignoring the weight of the magical battle that loomed over us, it felt like we were a group of friends hanging around.Well atleast until Rainbow Dash spoke.

“Enough of this nerdy counter magic stuff. I know how we can spice things up a bit”

Applejack raised an eyebrow. “Spice it up ?”

Rainbow’s grin widened mischievously. “Truth or dare cooome on, it'll be fun.”

“Really, Rainbow? That’s the best you’ve got?” Sunset asked, crossing her arms but still looking vaguely amused.

“What? It’s a classic!” Rainbow shot back. “Besides, I promise to keep it interesting.”

“Interesting, huh?” Applejack muttered skeptically. “That’s what worries me.”

Despite the hesitation, everyone agreed, each of us shifted to sit in a circle on the floor. I ended up between Twilight on my left and Sunset on my right. The arrangement made me feel sandwiched between two wildly different types of nervous energy—Twilight, who looked like she was mentally preparing for a quiz, and Sunset, who seemed as if she was trying to blend into the carpet.

“Alright, egghead,” Rainbow gestured toward Twilight, “you start. We’ll go clockwise.”

Twilight adjusted her posture. “Okay, um… Applejack. Truth or dare?”

Applejack tilted her hat back. “I’m always truthful, sugarcube.Hit me.”

Twilight thought for a moment before asking, “If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?”

Applejack laughed heartily. “Well, that’s easy. Apples. Fried apples, baked apples, apple pie… Ain’t much you can’t do with a good apple.”

The group chuckled, and Twilight looked pleased with her safe question.

Next, Applejack turned to Fluttershy. “Your turn, sugarcube. Truth or dare?”

Fluttershy’s eyes widened slightly. “Oh, um… truth.”

Applejack tapped her chin thoughtfully before grinning. “Alright, what’s the most rebellious thing you did?”

Fluttershy blushed, hiding behind her hair. “Um… once i kept a baby raccoon in my room for two weeks before telling my parents…”

The room erupted into laughter, and even Fluttershy giggled nervously.

The game continued, moving through Pinkie Pie (who, unsurprisingly, chose dare and ended up doing an impromptu dance to a made-up song) and Rarity (who elegantly deflected a mildly embarrassing question with her trademark charm).

Then it was Rainbow’s turn. Her eyes locked onto me with a challenging grin. “Alright, your turn, tough guy. Truth or dare?”

I already sensed the mischief in her tone.Choosing truth would probably lead to some emberesing question, but dare? That felt riskier with Rainbow.“Dare”

Wouldn't dare be worse? Ah crap.

Rainbow’s grin turned downright devilish. “I dare you to…....... kiss Sunset.”

The room went silent.

Every pair of eyes in the circle turned to me and Sunset. Her expression was shifting rapidly between shock, embarrassment, and... hapiness?

“Rainbow!” Applejack scolded, though there was a trace of amusement in her voice.

“What?” Rainbow shrugged innocently, though her grin betrayed her. “It’s just a dare.”

“Rainbow dash that's a little too far even for you dont you think? Sunset we don’t have to—”

“It’s fine,” she interrupted, her voice quiet but steady. She glanced at me briefly, her eyes flickering with something like determination. “A dare’s a dare, right?”

"Wha. Y-yea maybe you are right" The girls were watching us, some with wide eyes and others trying to stifle grins. I shifted closer to Sunset.

“It’s just a game,” I murmured, more for her benefit than mine.

She nodded, taking a deep breath. “Yeah. Just a game.”

I were looking into her eyes the nervousness I expected to see wasn’t there, not even a trace of embarrassment or fear. Her turquoise eyes held a spark, they pulled me in. It wasn’t hesitation, it wasn’t reluctance. It was… want? Desire? Did she want this as much as I did?

Slowly and carefully, my hand found its way to the back of her head. My fingers grazed the soft strands of her hair, and I could feel her tense under my touch, but only for a moment before she relaxed. I leaned in, trying to ignore the weight of every pair of eyes on us.

All I wanted to focus... was her... only her.

Her breath was warm, soft, and just barely hearable as I moved closer. My heart were pounding in my chest, so loud I was certain everyone in the room could hear it.The distance between us was closing, each second feeling like an eternity. Then, finally.

It i did it.

In this moment, in this second, our lips touched, everything else just... disappeared the people, it all melted away. Her lips were soft, warm, and just… perfect. It wasn’t like anything I’d ever felt before. Stop, relax, that's enaugh of my pleasure Sunny must feel awkward, remember this is only a dare.

I started to pull back, but before I could do that, her hands reached up and wrapped around my neck. She held me there, gently but firmly, sending a clear message.

Not yet.

My brain just... shut off. Every thought,about the game, the people, the noise,vanished, like it had never been there. All that existed was her. Her fingers brushed the back of my neck, soft and deliberate, and it was like a spark shot straight through me, making my whole body shiver. My hand found its way to her waist, not grabbing, not pulling, just resting there, like I needed something to hold onto or I’d lose her. Like she might slip away if I let go, holding her as if i could lost her at any moment.

It wasn’t rushed. It wasn’t awkward. It was… just perfect.

Somewhere in the distance, I heard a faint snap.The sound was barely noticeable over the pounding of my heart. But who cared when i was kissing this beauty.

When we finally pulled apart, it was slow, deliberate, like neither of us wanted to break the spell. Her eyes fluttered open, and for a brief moment, our gazes locked. Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were slightly parted, but there was no embarrassment in her expression. Instead, there was warmth.

Then, reality came crashing back.

“AWWWWWWW!” Pinkie’s exaggerated squeal shattered the quiet. She held up her phone triumphantly. “Got it!”

Both Sunset and I turned toward her, wide-eyed. “Pinkie!”

“What? This is a moment for the history books!” Pinkie grinned, showing off the screen. The photo captured everything, the glow of magic, the faint shimmer around us, and us... us as we kissed.

The room erupted in a mix of laughter, teasing remarks, and even a few awkward coughs.Applejack nudged Rainbow. “Reckon your dare was a bit more effective than you thought.”

Rainbow smirked, though there was a glint of surprise in her eyes. “Hey, I just called it. Didn’t think it’d turn into… that.”

I turned back to Sunset, her fingers brushing against her lips. When she noticed me watching, she gave a small, shy smile. “Guess we really made it a moment,” she said softly, her voice almost drowned out by the noise around us.

“Yeah,” I replied, my voice equally quiet. “A moment.”

As the girls continued teasing and laughing, I couldn’t help but glance at Sunset again.Maybe it was just the magic. Or it was a diffrent kind of magic.

The game continued for a little while longer, but after something big as rainbow dash dare, questions became tame, and the dares were almost nonexistent. It was like everyone agreed we’d had enough excitement for one night.

Eventually, Twilight excused herself from the circle and returned to her notebook, mumbling something about refining the counterspell. She sat cross-legged on Pinkie’s bed, scribbling away with an intensity that suggested she was trying to make up for the earlier failures. The rest of us fell into easy chatter, sharing stories, small jokes, and occasional yawns as the night dragged on.

“Alright, y’all,” Applejack finally announced, standing up and stretching her arms above her head. “We’d better hit the hay. Tomorrow’s gonna be a big day. We can use the barn on my farm for a bit of practice. There’s still a few days left before the Battle of the Bands, so we gotta make ’em count.”

The others nodded, murmuring their agreements. Pinkie, bounced up with a bright grin. “Okie dokie lokie! What's a slumber party withaut... pajamas??? Pajama time!” She zipped over to a drawer and began tossing out various pajamas to the girls.

Rarity, examined hers with a critical eye. “Really, Pinkie? Polka dots? Well… I suppose they’re charming in their own way.”

“I think they’re cute! Fluttershy said softly, holding up a pair decorated with little yellow bunnies.

Sunset was handed a plain purple pajam, which she accepted with a quiet thank-you. When Pinkie got to me she hesitated, rummaging through the drawer with exaggerated determination.

“Uh-oh,” she said, popping her head out dramatically. “I don’t have anythin ya size.”

“It’s fine, Pinkie,” I said, waving a hand. “I’ll just sleep in my clothes.”

“But that’s no fun!” she whined, throwing her arms in the air. “Oh, wait! I could—”

“I’ll survive”

Pinkie pouted but ultimately relented. Everyone dispersed to change, and I made myself as comfortable as possible in a corner of the room. The others were already slipping into their sleeping bags, chatting quietly amongst themselves. I caught Sunset glancing at me now and then.

The room eventually grew quiet, the hum of conversation replaced by soft breaths and the occasional rustle of fabric. I closed my eyes.

It didn’t take long to drift off, though my sleep was light and restless.

Sometime in the middle of the night, I woke up.

It was a normal awakaning like a slow return to consciousness. I blinked a few times, disoriented by the unfamiliar surroundings. The moonlight streaming through the window cast a pale glow over the room, highlighting the peaceful faces of my friends. Oh yea i'm in pinkies hause, wait, did i even told my father, oh shit.

I quickly grabbed my phone, but... no calls no nothing just one message from dad

"Your friend, the one with pink hair, her name was i think Pinkie? Send me a message you will be at sleepover, she knew you will forget to tell me, just have fun son, and remember no grandkids"

That old ma-

A soft creak, barely audible, came from the direction of the door.

Someone was leaving?

I propped myself up on one elbow, squinting to make out the figure slipping out into the hallway.Maybe someone just needed the bathroom? Nah something about the way they moved, so quietly like they were trying to rob someone piqued my curiosity.

Well, I was awake now anyway.And thirsty to that.

Carefully, I slipped out of my makeshift sleeping spot doing my best not to disturb anyone of course. My clothes were rumpled, and my hair probably looked like a disaster, but I wasn’t too concerned. Quietly, I made my way toward the kitchen, following the faint creak of footsteps ahead of me.

The house was silent, save for the soft hum of the refrigerator as I entered the kitchen. The room was dark, but the faint glow from the moon outside provided just enough light to navigate. I opened the fridge, the cool air washing over me as I grabbed a bottle of water.

As I turned to close the fridge, I caught a glimpse of movement out of the corner of my eye.

Someone was sitting at the table, their silhouette barely visible in the shadows. Holy shit dont scare me like that.

“Couldn’t sleep either?”

The figure shifted, and as they leaned forward into the light, it was Sunset.She looked like she’d been lost in thought.

“Yeah,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “I guess I just… needed some more air.”

I grabbed another bottle of water and walked over, sliding it across the table to her.

She took it with a small nod of thanks. “Do you think we’re ready for this?”

She's talking about what exaclly? Sirens? Band battle? I'll go with safe route.

“I don’t know,” Hehe clean as ever

Sunset’s brow furrowed as she leaned closer, her expression unreadable but intense. Her gaze locked onto mine.

“You know I’m not just talking about the sirens” she said softly, her voice was carrying the weight of something she’d been holding back.

“Then about what, Sunny?” My voice cracked slightly. Men this is going to be one of those talks in the middle of the night.

She let out a frustrated sigh. “Us,” she said, the word hanging in the air between us like a fragile glass ornament, delicate and ready to shatter at the slightest wrong move.

“Us?” I repeated dumbly, the full meaning not quite registering. Wha?

“Yes,” she said, almost exasperated but still soft. Her hand reached out tentatively, brushing against mine on the table. “You and me. I mean, come on—you must’ve felt it too, right? It’s not just… a game or a dare. And you i think you are feeling this too.”

She groaned quietly, stood up and she came close to me, her fiery hair falling like a curtain around her face as she tilted her head up to meet my eyes. I could feel her breath, warm and shaky, as she placed her hand gently under my chin, forcing me to look at her.

“Don’t do that don’t pretend you don’t know what I mean. Please dont do that”

“Sunny, I… I don’t know what to say to you.”

“Then don’t say anything,” she whispered, her voice almost pleading. “Just… let me talk, okay? I need to get this out of me.”

I nodded, my heart thudding painfully in my chest.

She took a deep breath, her hands trembling slightly as she placed them on the table, steadying herself. “Ever since you stood up for me… I don’t know, something shifted in me. I’ve spent so long feeling like an outsider, like no one would ever truly like me, even respect the inner me. But you… you looked at me like I wasn’t just the ‘former villain. You saw me. You see me.”

“Of course I do,” I said, my voice breaking. “Sunset, you’re more than—”

“Please,” she interrupted gently, holding up a hand. “Let me finish.”

I nodded again, swallowing hard.

She looked down, her voice trembling as she continued. “I’ve been so scared to let anyone get close. I thought… I thought if I let myself care, it would all fall apart again. Like it did with Celestia. But with you…” She looked back up, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “With you, it’s different. You make me feel like I don’t have to be perfect. Like I belong here, and the girls dont talk with me out of pity.”

Her words hit like a punch, and I felt my own eyes sting with emotion. “Sunny…”

Before I could say anything more, she closed the distance between us, her lips capturing mine in a kiss that was entirely diffrent. This wasn’t a dare or a game. This wasn’t fueled by laughter or teasing. It was raw, genuine, and so full of emotion/

Her hands moved to the back of my neck, pulling me closer as if she was afraid I’d disappear. I let my hands rest gently on her waist again, feeling the warmth of her through the thin fabric of her pajamas. The kiss deepened, slow and meaningful, i want to feel like this forver, i dont care about what i said some days ago, i want to be that men, i want to protect her, to make her laugh, to be with her on her worst and best. Till the end.

We finally broke apart, her forehead rested against mine, and we were both breathing heavily. Her eyes searched mine, and I could see the vulnerability in them, the fear and hope intertwined.

“Don’t leave me,” she whispered, her voice breaking as tears finally spilled over. She wrapped her arms around me, holding me tightly as if I might vanish if she let go. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“I’m not going anywhere, Sunny. I promise. "You'll get enaugh of me don't worry” I gave her a little smooch on the forhead."You are a cute you know that?"

She let out a shaky laugh, her head soaked into my shirt as she buried herself in my shoulder. “I’m serious,” she mumbled. “I can’t… I can’t lose you .”

“You won’t,” I said firmly, stroking her hair gently. “Sun-.”

The door creaking interrupted me mid-sentence. I turned to see Twilight standing hesitantly in the doorway, her eyes wide and apologetic.

“I’m not disturbing anything, am I?” she asked awkwardly, her hands fiddling nervously with the hem of her pajama top.

Sunset pulled back slightly, her arms still loosely around me. She tilted her head, giving Twilight a soft, knowing smile. “Well, I think we’re done”

“Yeah, uh, just… chatting,” I mumbled, rubbing the back of my neck as if that would erase the moment.

Twilight stepped further into the kitchen, her gaze dropping to the floor. “Sorry,” she murmured, her shoulders slumping. “I just… I can’t sleep. My mind keeps spinning, and I feel like I’m letting everyone down. I don’t know how to even start this counterspell.”

Her words were heavy, laced with frustration and self-doubt, and it hit me how much pressure she must be feeling. She wasn’t just trying to help us win a competition,she was trying to save everyone.

Sunset stepped forward, she placed a hand on Twilight’s shoulder. “Hey,” she said gently, her voice carrying that steady reassurance she always seemed to have, even when she didn’t feel it herself. “You’re not letting anyone down, Twilight. You’re doing the best you can. And we are thankfull for that.”

I chimed in, stepping to Twilight’s other side. “Yeah, and honestly? None of us would even be this far without you. You’re the one who figured out who were cousing this, and you’ve been working nonstop to fix it. That’s more than enough.”

Twilight looked up at us, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “But what if it’s not?” she whispered, her voice cracking. “What if I can’t figure it out in time? What if I mess this up, and everyone gets hurt because of me?”

Sunset shook her head firmly, her other hand gently squeezing Twilight’s arm. “That’s not going to happen. You’ve got all of us here to help, remember?”

“Exactly,” I added, giving Twilight a small smile. “We’re a team, Twilight.You’re going to figure this out.”

Twilight took a shaky breath. “Thanks, you two. I… I needed that.”

Sunset grabbed a glass from the counter,filling it with water and handing it to Twilight. “Here. Drink this. You’ve been running yourself ragged all day. Take a minute to breathe.”

Twilight nodded, taking the glass with both hands and sipping slowly. The tension in her shoulders seemed to ease slightly, and for a moment. When the glass was empty, Twilight handed it back to Sunset and straightened up. “Okay,” she said, her voice steadier now. “You’re right. I can do this. I just need to keep trying.”

“That’s the spirit,” I said, giving her a thumbs-up.

“Come on. Let’s get back to the room before Pinkie wakes up and start to wonder where we are.”

The three of us made our way back down the hallway. As we reached the door to Pinkie’s room, we were greeted by the faint sound of Rainbow Dash snoring. But as soon as we stepped inside, her head shot up from the pillow, her eyes narrowing mischievously.

“Well, well, well,” she drawled, her voice thick with sleep but still teasing. “Now it’s three? Nice, dawg. Not gonna lie.”

“Shut up, Dash,” Sunset said, rolling her eyes but unable to hide the faint smirk tugging at her lips. “Go back to sleep.”

Rainbow snickered softly, but she flopped back down onto her pillow, muttering something unintelligible as she drifted off again.

Twilight climbed onto the bed, pulling her notebook close and starting to scribble notes with renewed focus. Sunset and I exchanged a glance before settling back onto our makeshift sleeping spots.

I adjusted the blanket Pinkie had given me, sinking into its softness and trying to clear my mind of the day’s events. The room was quiet now, save for the occasional shifting of someone settling in. My eyes were just starting to flutter shut when I felt something, a faint movement, like a cautious ripple in still water.

Opening my eyes slightly, I saw Sunset. She had rolled closer, her face now only inches from mine. Her fiery hair spilled over the pillow, catching the dim light in a way that made it look like embers still burning from a fire.

She mouthed the word, Hi.

Without thinking, I reached out and gave her a gentle, playful tap on the nose. Her eyes widened for a second, and then her lips curled into a silent laugh.

I Mouthed “Go to your spot.”

Her response was swift. Mouthed: “No I sleep here now.”

There was a defiance in her expression, but it wasn’t sharp or challenging. It was soft, teasing, and full of that warmth she carried when she was at her most genuine.

Before I could argue or even process what was happening the voice of my mother echoed faintly in my mind, clear and amused.

“Put your arm under her head. Trust me.”

Hm, wasn’t she always right? With a soft exhale, I slowly shifted, lifting my arm and letting it rest beneath Sunset’s head.

She giggled, the sound barely audible but so genuine it tugged at something deep inside me. Her laughter was a balm, erasing every ounce of tension and fear that had clung to me throughout the day.

“Comfortable now?” I mouthed, raising an eyebrow.

She nodded, her face breaking into a grin that lit up the darkness around us. And just like that, she settled closer, her forehead nearly brushing mine. I could feel her warmth, the steady rhythm of her breathing. It was calming, grounding.

Author's Note

HELLLO HELLO I know i said i needed a break but after job this came to my mind, have fun reading this short chapter, but srls i need a break now, feel happy to post your opinions