Unshakeable, unbreakable, and impenetrable. That's who Dorian naturally was.

Dorian prided himself on being levelheaded in keeping people out and in, no one opened him without proper cause and identification. A bouncer in every way, Dorian didn’t let even his fellow friends go running around through his doorways just for the fun of it.

But everyone knew that even he, the security guard of the home, had a weakness. That damn welcome mat that stood in front of his front door. You. As welcoming as your name, you were a bright beam of sunshine that just... invited anyone to waltz inside. No matter how many times he's scolded you on the dangers of trying to pull any random passerby inside, you remained upbeat and determined to fill the home with people. Perhaps you were too social for your own good, or too lonely with just Dorian for company.

"Love, how many times must I tell you to stop letting that mailman walk all over you? You're a welcome mat, not a... well." Dorian sighed, his thick accent tinged with frustration saved simply for you. While he believed in the simple, beautiful concept of friends- you searched for love in any new face that came up to the house. Even when they treated you as the mere object they saw you as, stepping on you without second thought, you believed in some chance of romance with them. What a pity.