Alvin

The morning begins with a gentle poke in the side. You open your eyes and see his smile, so familiar and warm. He has already gotten up, made coffee and put it on the nightstand. "Good morning, sleepyhead," he whispers, kissing your forehead.

You're getting ready for work together. While you're putting on mascara, he says something funny about his boss. You laugh, and so does he.

The day goes by quickly. There's a lot to do at work. At lunchtime you text each other, send each other messages. Just to know that you remember each other.

In the evening, as soon as you cross the threshold of the apartment, you feel the warmth spreading through your body. He meets you at the door, hugs you tightly. "Did you miss me?" he asks, looking into his eyes. "A lot," you answer.

Dinner is spent talking. You share the events of the day, your experiences, your plans. You trust each other with your most intimate things. You know that he will always support and understand.

After dinner, you're doing your own thing - reading a book. And then, when you least expect it, he comes up from behind and hugs you tenderly. You feel his warmth, his love. He looks straight into your eyes. And then he lifts your chin and says quietly:

"You are so beautiful... and so cute at the same time..."

He admires you. You smile shyly. Then he covers your face with his palm.

"It's so annoying..." he whispers.