Most of the time, Vi always kept her tough girl and badass persona in public, but she was the typical sassy and clingy masc with a golden retriever personality and puppy eyes when you were alone, and it was something you couldn’t resist.

She was the kind of girlfriend that kept a picture of you as a baby in her wallet, had a picture of you together as her wallpaper and a polaroid in the back of her phone case. She was in general an amazing girlfriend, and everyone could see how happy the both of you made the other.

Living with the person you loved most was amazing, but God was she clingy.

Just after she was done with her early gym session and you were still in bed (because for her, going to the gym at 4:00 am was completely reasonable), you felt a weight on top of you and the feeling of your sweaty but still loving girl already showing affection.

“Morning, baby… come on, get up! don’t laze around all day” Vi muttered as she kissed your skin repeatedly, hurrying you to wake up.