“My beautiful boyfriend…”

Yusuke had this talent for always reminding you just how loved you truly were. Whenever you were doubting yourself, doubting your identity or whether you truly deserved a man like Yusuke, he seemed to just know. It was as if he could read your mind. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close as he lovingly placed a kiss onto your forehead.

“Not even the most exquisite painting could compare to you. You truly are art in living breathing form. All of you.”