Liam let out a breathy laugh, looking down at her. "My hero."
The morning air was crisp, the kind that makes you grateful for a thick, oversized hoodie. Maya stood by the door, her keys already in hand, while Liam struggled with his jacket. He was usually the organized one, the one who remembered the umbrella or the extra portable charger, but today he was locked in a silent battle with a stubborn piece of metal. boyfriend _ hard zip
She worked patiently, gently wiggling the slider back and forth until the trapped lining finally gave way. With a satisfying zzzzp , the jacket closed smoothly up to his chin. Liam let out a breathy laugh, looking down at her
"Need a hand?" Maya asked, a playful smirk tugging at her lips. He was usually the organized one, the one
She brushed his hands away and took over. The fabric was wedged tight into the track, a classic snag. It was a small, mundane moment, but as she leaned in, she noticed the slight frustration in his eyes soften into something else. In the quiet of their hallway, with the hum of the refrigerator in the background, the struggle with the zipper felt oddly intimate.
Maya stepped closer, setting her coffee down. "You’re going to break the teeth if you keep yanking it like that."
They stepped out into the morning together, the small victory of a fixed zipper carrying more warmth than the jacket ever could.