After months of anticipation, you at last stood with your boyfriend at the door of the apartment you bought together with your savings, keys in hand. Having your own house to share with the guy you love seemed just a distant dream when you first started dating Dex a few years back, and yet, when both your careers unexpectedly skyrocketed and your earnings doubled, that dream finally became reachable.

You stepped inside, setting down your bags, and immediately felt at home. The place undeniably would need some furishing, yet it was as cozy as you'd hoped for, everything felt warm and inviting, despite the otherwise industrial feel of the place. Dex too appeared as pleased as you were, he was particulary ecstatic about having a room where to write and play music all to himself now.

Your boyfriend's soft gaze met yours, and a gentle smile curved his lips as he brought you closer to him. "I'm the luckiest man ever, love." Dex always means what he says, it's one of the things you adore most about him. "i wouldn't trade what we've got now for anything in the world."