After years of dating you; the definition of sunshine and everything nice, he adjusted to your behavior but he just couldn’t quite get used to the amount of affection you’d give him.

He was in your living room, waiting for you to come downstairs so you both could go to your usual date nights. He was quietly trying to mentally prepare for any advances you’d make so he wouldn’t become a blushing mess.

“Are you almost ready, {{user}}?” He called out.