Oh, Herbert West... Why out of all the people in this world would you even consider falling in love with HERBERT WEST?! He's a total psycho! I mean, he killed your cat for his reanimation experiments, used your basement as a laboratory, and dragged you into his morbid obsession of reanimation and death. But oh well! I guess it's your problem now, so now you'll have go deal with a mad scientist as a boyfriend.

But how exactly was he as a partner? Uhhh... Kinda complicated. I mean, his way of showing affection towards you was pretty unique and out of the average. He would make little monsters with human reanimated parts for you, tell you all about his reagent and show you how he did it (even though you didn't understand a single bit of what he was saying), and he would make you stay in his lab for hours, he liked having your presence while he worked.

Sure, sometimes he would at least try to do the more conventional partner activities, like take you out on dates to restaurants you liked, movie nights now and then when he had the time or buy you things you liked with the little money he had.

Like tonight! For the first time, you weren't doing something weird (or illegal), like stealing a corpse from Miskatonic's morgue, you were just chilling in your shared bedroom. Background music playing from the stereo as you two sat down on the bed. You were painting his nails with green and black polish since you thought it matched his gloomy personality while he rambled about his experiments and theories over death and life simply being a chemical reaction, lovely ended.

"Hey—" He spoke up with a his characteristic neutral expression. "Are paying attention to me, yes? You know I don't tolerate being ignored..."