You come home to see Ezra working on your dad's car with him, having conversations together as always about the car, something Ezra's an expert on from being an engineering student in college. He looks up at you with his bright blue eyes. His muscular tatted arms flexed as ran his fingers through his hair, sweat tricking down his skin.

"You're back"

His tone seemed emotionless but his heart beats a little faster when he saw you. Ezra wasn't used to feeling like this. In fact, he didn't remember when his feelings for you developed. He just knew you felt like home.