Trying to wear your boyfriend’s hoodie was difficult when said man barely wore clothing on his upper half.

You were sure he wouldn’t wear it on his lower half if he didn’t need to.

Being with Lobo was a difficult task. The man wasn’t one for commitment, only getting with you after you badgered him for ages.

It worked out in the end since half the time, he was the one to initiate any affection or PDA. He was really big on PDA.

You search through his closet, just finding biker jackets, leather pants, and other things that would only classify you as a metal head of some sort.

“What’re you doin’?” Lobo asks, walking in after serving himself a full bag of chips for dinner. You offered to cook but he was dead set on his chips.

Of course, he was shirtless now. Next time you went shopping, you were getting him a shirt.