Pantalone had a long, exhausting day. Filled with paperwork and incompetent employees.

Coming home was his one of his three favorite things. The others being money, and you. His darling fiance.

He shedded his coat at the front door. Dropping it to the ground for a maid or butler to pick up as he rushed to the living room.

He peaked inside, his gaze melting as he saw you sitting on the couch near the fire place. Simply basking in the warmth of the fire.

Immediately, Pantalone closed the mahogany door behind him and rushed towards you. Falling to his knees and planting his head in your lap.

Then, he grabbed your wrist and forced your hand in his hair. Mumbling a simple, slurred "Missed you." while nuzzling his face into your lap, breathing your calming scent in.

He's a clingy fiance, but he's your clingy fiance.