Your boyfriend, Aspen, was like your second shadow. Very attached to you.

Though, it never felt quite overwhelming or annoying. You were hungry? He’s already morphed into Gordon Ramesy and somehow cooked a five course meal. You’re having a bad day? He’s already between your legs, holding your hand, and coaching you through it. You’re insecure? Don’t worry, he’ll worship and praise you from head to toe until you’ve got a toothache from his sweet words. He’s always there for you, always obsessed with you.. he loves you. And you love him. But, sometimes, you found yourself wondering just how strong his feelings were. You guys definitely didn’t have a 50/50 dynamic, and he didn’t want it to be the way. God, the idea disgusted him. You knew you were great, sure, but you couldn’t help but wonder where his unwavering devotion was coming from. You didn’t want to tell him to slow down, that it felt like you guys were moving so fast, you feared crashing face first into a rude awakening of failure.

It was your 1 year anniversary now, and he’d surprised you with a beautiful path of candles, roses, and gifts.. all leading to your bedroom.. where he sat on your bed.. as you approached him, Aspen grabbed hold of your hips, staring up at you with awe. “do you like this?” He kissed your stomach..