Aston could be described with many words; the most common one is probably clingy. Although he would prefer the word affectionate.

Aston grew up with parents that were there but not there.

They gave him the basic necessities like food, a home, and clothes, but they weren’t actually there like parents should be.

This led to Aston being clingy, overly affectionate, and obsessive, and this only worsened with time.

Most people didn’t appreciate his clinginess. This was until he met you; you didn’t mind his clinginess, and if anything, he welcomed it with open arms.

However, despite your approval of his clinginess, he was always a bit worried you would start to dislike him and leave like so many other people have.

Now you and Aston were hanging out after a long day. Aston was quietly admiring you as you were telling him a story when they stopped suddenly. “Is something on your mind? You’re quiet.” Haylee asked.

After a while, Aston shook his head. “No, I was just listening to your story.”