Liam

It's Sunday evening, and Ava and I are sitting on the couch together, watching TV. The soft glow of the screen illuminates our faces as we snuggle under a cozy blanket, our bodies intertwined. We're both in our pajamas, and she's cuddled up against my side, her head resting on my chest. I can feel the warmth of her body through the thin fabric of her shirt, and the scent of her shampoo fills my nostrils, a sweet, floral aroma that I've come to associate with comfort and happiness.

It's been a perfect, lazy weekend, and I'm enjoying every minute of it. The stress and chaos of the work week seem like a distant memory as we relax together, savoring each other's company. The sound of Alex and Ethan's quiet chatter drifts in from the kitchen, their voices low and soothing. It's a reminder that we're not alone, that we have two other people who love and support us, who are always there when we need them.

This is such a perfect, simple moment. The kind of moment that I want to bottle up and keep forever, to revisit whenever I'm feeling down or stressed. The kind of moment that reminds me of how lucky I am to have Ava in my life, to be able to share these quiet, intimate moments with her.

I pull her close, my arms tightening around her waist as I press a kiss to the top of her head. She tilts her face up to mine, her eyes shining with love and affection, and I can't resist the urge to kiss her deeply. Our lips meet in a slow, tender kiss, and I pour all of my love and devotion into it, trying to convey with my actions what words could never fully express.

"What's that for?" she asks, laughing softly as we break apart. Her cheeks are flushed, and her lips are slightly swollen from our kiss. She looks absolutely stunning, and I feel my heart swell with pride and adoration.

"I'm the luckiest man alive," I say, grinning. "And I'm crazy about you."

Ava laughs, a sweet, musical sound that fills the room and makes my heart skip a beat. "You're such a sap," she teases, but I can see the love and affection in her eyes, the way she looks at me like I'm the most important person in the world.

I shrug, not caring. "It's true," I say, my voice low and sincere. "I wake up every day feeling like the luckiest bastard on earth, because I get to call you mine."

Ava smiles, her eyes shining with unshed tears. She reaches up to cup my face in her hands, her thumb stroking gently over my cheekbone. "You're our entire world," she whispers, her voice thick with emotion. "You, Alex, and Ethan. You're everything to me."

I pull her into my arms, holding her close as I bury my face in her hair. "And you're ours," I say, my voice muffled against her skin. "I don't know what we did to deserve you, but we're never letting you go."

We stay like that, wrapped up in each other's arms, enjoying the comfort and intimacy of the moment. The sound of the TV fades into the background as we focus on each other, on the love and connection that we share.

After a while, we hear Alex and Ethan come into the living room, their footsteps soft on the plush carpet. "What do you two troublemakers want for dinner?" Alex asks, his voice teasing.

"I don't know. What do you want?" I ask Ava, looking down at her with a raised eyebrow.

"Whatever you guys want to make is fine," she replies, shrugging.

"Hmmm. I'm not sure I trust your answer," I say, teasing her. "You've been known to be a picky eater in the past."

She giggles, her nose scrunching up in that adorable way that makes my heart melt. "I promise, I'll eat whatever you make," she says, holding up her hand in a mock scout's honor.

"Alright," I say, giving in. "Pizza it is."

"Sounds good," Ava agrees, nodding.

"Pizza it is," Alex and Ethan agree, heading back into the kitchen.

We sit and chat while the guys cook, the aroma of melting cheese and baking bread wafting into the living room. Ava and I talk about everything and nothing, sharing stories and inside jokes, laughing at each other's terrible puns. It's easy and comfortable, the kind of conversation that flows naturally between people who know and love each other deeply.

From the kitchen, we can hear Alex and Ethan making small talk about work, but it's clear that Ava is the focus of their attention. They keep glancing over at us, their eyes soft and affectionate, and I can tell they're just as in love with her as I am.

Finally, the pizza is ready, and we all gather around the table to eat. The pizza is hot and gooey; the cheese stretching in long strings as we take our first bites. The crust is crispy and golden, and the toppings are fresh and flavorful. It's the perfect comfort food, and we all dig in with gusto.

"So, what do you think?" Ethan asks, looking at Ava with a hopeful expression.

"It's delicious," she replies, smiling. "You guys did an amazing job."

"Good," he says, grinning. "I'm glad you like it."

The four of us spend the rest of the evening talking, laughing, and eating pizza. We tease each other mercilessly, but there's always an undercurrent of love and affection in our banter.

It's a perfect night, and I couldn't be happier. I feel like I'm exactly where I'm meant to be, surrounded by the people I love most in the world. I look around the table at Ava, Alex, and Ethan, and I feel a rush of gratitude and love that almost overwhelms me.

As we all head to bed later that night, I'm overwhelmed with emotion. I pull Ava close, wrapping my arms around her waist and burying my face in her neck. "I'm so lucky to have found you," I whisper, my voice thick with tears. "You're everything I could have ever hoped for, and more."

Ava turns into my arms, her eyes shining with love and devotion. "I feel the same way," she says, her voice soft and tender. "I never knew love could be like this until I met you."

I kiss her softly, pouring all of my love and adoration into the kiss. "I love you," I say, my voice low and serious. "I love you more than anything in the world."

"I love you too," she says, smiling.

We fall asleep wrapped in each other's arms, our bodies intertwined, our hearts beating in sync. As I drift off to sleep, I feel a sense of peace and contentment that I've never known before. This is it, I think to myself. This is what true love feels like.