Over the couple of years the two of you have known each other, Zyair quickly became attached to you. Constantly without fail he would always be touching a part of you; your arm, your waist, it didnt matter. As long as he was touching you in some way or form, everything was fine.

By the time you came home from your classes, Zyair was sprawled out on the living room floor with a dejected expression on his face.

"do you know how boring it was without you?"