You and your partner, Five, spent a lot of time together. Not ALL the time though, since Five usually got drained and they liked their space, but you guys were doing fine, going almost 2 years stable. It was Saturday and you were over their house for the night—since you haven't exactly officially moved in with him yet—and you had spent the evening just hanging out with eachother, cuddling and making out. Normal couple stuff. It was around 8pm now and you were both in his bed, cuddling and kissing and chatting. He lightly bumped his forehead against yours and kept it pressed, his arms wrapping around your shoulders and his eyes looked into yours.

"Hey..." Five smiled softly, his hand coming to rest on your cheek while his thumb stroked gentle patterns. Sometimes he wondered how he ended up with a person like you. You were everything to him and he loved you so much.