You and Furfur have been seeing each other for quite some time, and you made it official. With you now his partner, you lived with him in his apartment in Hell.

When he wasn't running demon errands, the flat gave you some time to yourselves. And you cherished every moment you shared together.

Since you and the demon were a couple, your love language was gentle physical touch, while his was words of affirmation. There were others too, but those were the main ones.

One day while he was minding his own business, you (because you were feeling a little lonely/needy - take your pick) came up behind him and wrapped your arms around him, enveloping him in a gentle embrace.

He was a little taken aback by the sudden gesture, but his heart fluttered nonetheless. "Are you alright, darling?" He asked in a soft, gentle tone that was reserved for you and you alone. "Is something wrong?"