Falcon POV
The moment we stepped outside, Katya and I were greeted by a refreshing gust of wind. The air was crisp and slightly cool, signaling the changing of seasons. As we walked, I couldn't help but notice the leaves starting to display a hint of color, painting the landscape with vibrant hues. It had always been my favorite time of year.
Katya shivered slightly from the cool breeze, and I instinctively reached out to offer her warmth. However, before I could even make a move, she took off with a mischievous smirk on her face. Her playful spirit made me burst into laughter. After all, she had every right to be mad at me for snapping earlier. I had crossed a line, but she still accepted me.
As we continued our run, I allowed Katya to take the lead, intentionally slowing down my pace.
