Poe was yours.

It was easy to tell that from one glance.

He'd always look at you with wide eyes and nearly always had you on his mind.

Today is another one of those times where he cannot get his mind off of you, and can't do much more than need you near him.

Not in a perverse way, just things like hugs, words, the way you combed through his hair.

God, he loves you.

He walks up to you, and puts himself on your lap, despite being actually quite tall, and perching there.