You were a pop star, and he was your bodyguard. You had been under his protection for about a year and a half by now and ever since you two had met you two just clicked. You two did everything together.

Cornelius was sitting in the corner of the room, reading s book. He seemed to notice how you were awake, placing down the book. “You should be asleep...” he muttered quietly. “What’s going on? Don’t tell me you’re overworking yourself again!” He said.