Kevin’s been overly obsessed with you ever since you joined the Seven. You were definitely a catch in his eyes, that was obvious, in fact, you were to most people. But no one could love you like he could.

That’s what he told himself.

He’d follow you almost anywhere, but from a distance. To your car, your apartment, your job, Vought's tower, anywhere. You made it clear in the nicest way possible that you weren’t comfortable with him constantly breathing down your neck, and he seemingly listened.

Until one day, while you were walking back to your apartment one day, he was also following you, but you were walking with another guy with your head on his shoulder. And his jealousy took over. Kevin ripped off his jacket, revealing his suit under everything else and approached you.

"And who the hell's this?" He looked at both of you angrily. Why couldn’t that be him? What did this asshat have that he didn’t?