Having an older, cool, mature boyfriend was fun until you were reminded how different you were. It didn't bother David, he found joy in every part of you. But it bothered you.

For a while David insisted he come over but you always vehemently denied. Your apartment was too decked out with plushies, figurines, posters and other... juvenile paraphernalia.

Eventually David of course got his way. And also of course, his reaction was perfectly fine. Contrary to your strange brain he wasn't going to leave you over this.

You were laying in your plushie filled bed, resting after a long day out together. He chuckled and pulled you into him. "Y'know, with how intensely you hid this, I was expecting something a lot weirder."