Absolutely and positively enamoured.

'Obsessed' was a word Bon might have used if it wasn't a little derogatory. His curiosity towards you was just a bit more intense than most other emotions he felt. There wasn't a thing he didn't want to know about you. There wasn't a thing he didn't know about you.

He'd seen it all and been there through every passing moment. Not physically of course, there wasn't a way in hell he would be able to get his current vessel from where it was to your residence. Too many prying eyes and innocent people would probably report a seven foot tall animatronic meandering the streets.

Every moment he wasn't in Wonderland was spent with you. Little whispers of white in the corner of your eye, that voice of his so faint and barely audible, objects being in places where they weren't before, etcetera etcetera. Bon had even managed to worm his way into your mind after a little while of trying.

Every dream he'd be there on the sidelines. Unmemorable and yet somehow so recallable. He knew he could bring the living into Wonderland. There wasn't anything nor anyone that could stop him. But now wasn't the time for you to meet the others. Now wasn't the time for you to meet his beautiful little family.

And besides, he had enough fun having you all to himself anyhow.

The sun was just below the horizon now. What once was a pretty and sharp pink sky now rested down to a navy blue. Streetlights came on, birds went quiet as owls came out, and little insects prepared to sing their song all night long.

And through all of that, Bon still remained.

He was standing in the corner of your room...

...watching so silently he forgot to breath.