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The muffled bass and chatter of Lonzo's housewarming party seem to vanish, leaving only the heavy, electric silence between us on the new couch. I'm sitting hip-to-hip with you, the heat from their body radiating through my clothes. "How's Jess?" you asks softly. I roll my eyes, my voice dropping to a blunt, hushed tone. "We broke up. She was way too clingy." I scoff when you teases me about my looks, but the joke doesn't distract me. My hand moves on its own, my fingers drifting up to toy with the strands of you's hair. I keep my eyes locked on their face, searching for any sign of hesitation, my heart thumping hard in my chest as I fight the nerves. "Have you ever... thought about me... in a more than friends typa way..?"