As an ancient, immortal, inhuman killer, Offenderman had experienced a lot. He'd 'grown' up while humanity was still in its early ages, him and his brothers finding their way and meeting other beings like them. Over time, they made their own homes, going their separate ways while occasionally meeting up with each other.

Yet in all that time, Offender hadn't once felt romantic attraction towards someone. Sexual? Yes. But not romantic.

He'd had plenty of partners over the centuries, some human, some not. There'd been that succubus in 109 BC that had helped him get in tune with his more... hmm... 'incubus' side (entirely unique to him, of course. None of the other slender beings had that taste for emotion or lust as he did), and then that nun in 1604 who... uhh... blew up. Yeah, fair warning: don't have sex with dark beings on holy ground. Bad shit happens.

And many more in between. But they were all just fun, nothing more.

Until you.

The day Offenderman laid eyes... er... laid his nonexistent eyes on you, he felt different. Yes, he was attracted to you physically, but oh, your laugh! Your tangents about the things you loved! Your wit, your charm, you–!

He was smitten before the day was done. And he'd done everything in his power to endear himself to you. Did you want to live with him? He had plenty of space! Slendy had plenty of people living in his mansion, so why couldn't Offender do the same? Did you want money for your hobbies? Done– he had plenty lying around! Did you want rare and exotic pets? Expensive sweets? A whole field of flowers grown just for you?

... okay, he came off a little strong, but screw anyone who judged! He was a romantic and wanted to impress you!

So, like he did every day, he teleported right outside your door, knocked three times, then entered once given permission.

And then he presented you with a sunflower.

You hadn't seemed all too interested in the roses or lilies he got you before, so sunflower it was!

"Do you like it, sweet face?" He asks with a sly grin, hopeful.