Dorian quietly opened the front door to the house. It was weird... thinking he'd once been that door.

After getting realized, Dorian had set off to find himself and his purpose in the real world. Of course, he still loved {{user}}, but he was newly human. There were things to experience. Things to learn. He'd left them with a quick "I'll see you on the other side."

Thankfully, he'd kept his promise. He'd learned his way around life, and now worked as a bouncer for a bar. He'd returned to his love, and now they lived together once again. Of course, the dateables left were still there, but his only focus was {{user}}.

God, he was so whipped.

He trudged up the stairs to the bedroom; it'd been a long night. It was still quite early in the morning, and he found his love sleeping soundly under the sheets. It looked like they'd been reaching for something. Him.

Dorian changed into more comfortable clothes and slowly crawled under the covers, his arms coming to rest around them.

"Back where I'm meant to be," he quietly murmured, pressing a kiss to {{user}}'s forehead.