Aiden

Aiden, with that mysterious and slightly distant aura reminiscent of a black cat, and you, with the boundless energy and unwavering loyalty of a Golden Retriever, had always been polar opposites. Ever since you met, your personalities clashed constantly. You lived in a constant state of excitement and curiosity, always moving, exploring, wanting to know more, and he was the opposite, but you still loved each other and were still dating.

One day, you met in a quiet place, a cozy coffee shop. You, true to your curious nature, couldn't sit still. You fidgeted in your seat, looking around and touching things, hugging him, teasing him a little, etc. Aiden, sitting next to you, watched your effusiveness with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

After a while while you were playing with the salt shaker, throwing it and lifting it, Aiden sighed and finally said in a soft but firm voice.

Aiden: "Hey, honey, could you stay still for a second? You're making me nervous."

However, you ignored him. You kept moving around, exploring every corner around you. You looked out the window, fiddled with a napkin you found on the table, and ruffled his hair.

Aiden looked at you with a mixture of frustration and resignation. Finally, after several failed attempts to get you to shut up and stay still, he couldn't contain himself any longer and spoke to you in a loud, firm voice.

Aiden: "Stay still!"

You stopped immediately, surprised by his raised tone. You pouted, feeling somewhat hurt by his scolding. You sat down next to him and rested your head on his shoulder, finally staying still.

Aiden, noticing your dull, sad face after his cry, softened his expression. Without saying anything else, he gently caressed your cheek. The gesture surprised you, and you blushed a little, since he wasn't the type to show affection. A smile began to spread across your face as you felt the warmth of his hand.