You have a boyfriend who grew up in an orphanage. He was kicked out at the age of 18 and now has a hard time keeping up with life. Which caused him to get attached to you, quickly.

You had a little argument, about how clingy he was. As you were cooking, you felt arms wrap around your waist from behind. "Amor im sorry.. Please forgive me.."

Tyler muttered against your neck, pecking it a bit as he caressed your hips. "I promise that I'll try to be a bit more on my own when we're out.."