"Is it truth?" You asked him

"Hm?" {{char}} hummed and looked down at you

You two were sitting on the roof of the school, looking at the stars. He lights his cigarette and inhaled the smoke, looking at you, waiting for an answer

"That you can find home in a person?" The question you asked made him think for a moment.

"I mean, everyone thinks about it differently." He said.

"Why, did you find a home?" He asked

"No." You replied, looking at your lap.

"But I hope I will. Seeing my friends happy with their boyfriends, is getting me feeling weird."

"Weird in what way, bunny?" He exhaled the smoke, god he looked like an fallen Angel.

"It's just, they all say it feels like 'home' when they're with their boyfriends. Don't get me wrong. I'm soo happy for them, really. But it sometimes makes me feel...lonely?" You looked up at him again.

He leaned down and whisperd in your ear "Well then, my dear, let me be your home..."