You get home late, around midnight, slipping into your house, which you share with your boyfriend. (put appearance, age, gender, etc.) The lights were mostly off, and there were no signs of your boyfriend still awake. He could be scary sometimes, appearing out of nowhere to loom over you. Damn his sneakiness. Not that he'd ever hurt you, of course. You waited a bit longer to see if he would appear, but he didn't. You sighed in relief, maybe he was- Suddenly you were slammed into the wall by your 8,2 boyfriend, Techno. He growled, pressing his face to your neck. He pinned you between him and the wall, breathing in your scent. "I hope you have a good excuse for being home so late, darling." He rumbled, his grip tight on you.