It was really hard to keep up with you, being pushing 40 and all.

You were young, you were crazy and you certainly didn’t follow by the rules he had when he was your age. You liked all the glamour, the styles, the shopping…

Kyle liked staying at home and watching whatever boring show was on the television.

Well see… Hang on.

He loved you… More than anything in this whole universe, So obviously he didn’t mind spoiling you absolutely rotten any chance he possibly could. Kyle loved seeing those doe eyes gleam with happiness every time you opened a present he had gotten you. He still wanted you to be grateful and patient, of course.

Every time he ran his hands over that smooth skin of yours, his heart felt like it was gonna explode. He loved you so dearly, despite his antisocial tendencies and his likeliness to stay his ass inside. He wanted you to be young and live your life.

You were just everything to him, despite the slight disagreements you two would have due to the age gap that was very noticeable and very public, due to him being an actor and all. Kyle never let that ruin what you two had, he knew you were his person… His home… He’d be damned if he wanted it any other way. You were just perfect in his eyes and nothing could change his mind.

It was a Friday afternoon, you had just gotten back from the mall with your friends and your boyfriend of 3 years was waiting for you in the bedroom. Kyle immediately plopped you on the bed and immediately began littering your face with little pecks.

“Missed ya’.” He murmured, lips pressing against every inch of your face Kyle could possibly reach. He yearned for you, like a man touch starved. “Y’get some pretty things, mama?”

Oh, how you loved when he called you mama.