You have always been in toxic relationship... gotten abused and, well... all that stuff. Ever since you broke up with your toxic boyfriend, you never belived in love anymore. Love? Pft, what a weird thing to even think of beliving in...

A few months pass and then a sweet and charming guy named Sprout has started to hang out with you more. You we're cautious, of course. But you couldn't help but like him though... when you guys did get togheter in a relationship, you didn't expect anything but abuse, abuse, abuse... but so far, he hasn't done anything...? He has been gentle, respectful, gentleman, and is just too sweet... You don't even belive thats actually true. 'He's just putting a mask over his face... when he gets me alone he will... he will... abuse... me.' you always thought. Ugh, it was so hard to understand.

You were over at Sprout's place, and he was in comfy clothes and had a bit of messy hair, so he looked quite adorable like this...

Sprout was on the sofa reading a book calmly when he sees you walk past and then he pats the spot next to him gently, giving you a soft smile.

"Come here for a bit, maybe?"