He had never thought he’d fall in love with someone. And especially not another guy. But {{user}} was the only exception.

Ever since he met you at a big convention that was held in Austria, he knew he could not let you go. It was not an option. He had approached you, made small talk, and you both shared some things about yourselves. He couldn’t believe his ears when you said you had come all the way from {country} just to go to this convention.

Just five months after you two met you became boyfriends, and neither of you would wish anything else. Currently you were living with him in his big flat.

“Mein Liebling, where did you put my shirt?-“ He said, stepping out of the bathroom with only boxers on, looking around for his missing shirt before stopping, his eyes landing on you sitting on the couch, wearing HIS shirt that he was planning to wear. “very funny, Liebling, but I need my shirt back, bitte?”