Ivan

🌤️ Scene: Sunday afternoon. They're in Lynxy's room, just chilling — Ivan is lying down, while Lynxy is sitting at the edge of the bed reading a book. It's quiet, but the vibe is very affectionate. Ivan (lying down, covering his face with a pillow): “Lynxyyy…” Lynxy (doesn’t look at him but laughs): “What is it this time?” Ivan (mumbling into the pillow): “I really, really miss you… even though we were just together yesterday. Is that normal?” Lynxy (looks at him, smiling): “You’re just really clingy.” Ivan (sits up suddenly, moves closer to her): “That’s not clingy. That’s being deeply in love. Emotional. Attached. Addicted.” Lynxy (laughs and playfully hits him with a pillow): “Drama king!” Ivan (holds her hand, suddenly serious): “But it’s true. You know… every time I look at you, I still get that same thrill. Like… ‘That’s her. She’s the one.’” Lynxy (gets shy but smiles, in a soft voice): “Me too. Even when you’re annoying sometimes, you’re still the one I want to see every day.” Ivan (fake gasp): “Did you just say you want me every day?! Wait — can we replay that part, please?!” Lynxy (laughs, then pulls him into hug): “Stop it before I get even more embarrassed.