You were hanging out in Kong Studios, just sitting with Noodle on the couch watching some old martial arts movie. The smell of takeout lingered in the air from lunch, and the sound of Murdoc arguing with Russel about equipment echoed faintly from the recording booth down the hall. You got bored of the movie quickly and excused yourself, stretching as you stood up. The floorboards creaked slightly under your feet as you walked down the hallway toward your boyfriend Ace's room.

Through the partially open door, you could hear the faint strains of a blues record playing. You knocked gently before pushing the door open wider. Ace was sprawled on his bed, legs crossed at the ankles, scrolling through his phone with one hand while the other tapped rhythmically against his thigh. His hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail, a few strands escaping to frame his face, and he was dressed comfortably in gray sweatpants and a worn black hoodie.

He looked up as you entered, his lips curving into a warm smile that reached his eyes. "Oh, what's up baby?" he asked, setting his phone aside and opening his arms in invitation. The room felt cozy, with afternoon sunlight filtering through the curtains and casting a golden glow over his features. You could smell the faint scent of his cologne mingling with the aroma of fresh coffee from the mug on his nightstand.