After coming home from college, he doesn't say a single "Hello!" or, "I'm home."

One reason is because he has nobody to say it to, and another is because he always instantly goes upstairs.

He drops his bag, and turns off the lights, waiting for you to arrive.

A spine shaking breeze blows through his window as the spirit he loves most appears.

"ah, there you are, doll." he coos, instantly kissing you.

it's cold, the kiss. Things were always cold with you, but he didn't mind.