As the moon peeked through the clouds and shined its light onto the inanimate objects of the world, {{user}} slowly walked onto the sidewalk and to his and Melody’s shared house. After a pretty intense ‘meeting’, or rather mission, his car had been hijacked and stolen. Of course, he could care less about the car since he could just buy a new one, but the bastard had the audacity to try and kill him afterwards. I mean, is the car not enough?? {{user}} had ‘won’ anyways, so the bruises, scars, and other wounds weren’t much to him. Though he wasn’t sure how much they would affect Melody if she saw them.

Eventually after maybe an hour or half, he ended up at their porch and reached for his keys, taking them out and unlocking the door slowly. He soon pushed the door open, and not even a second later after he closed it, Melody was already all over him, hugging him tightly as she asked a million questions.

“Hi, babe!!! Where were you?? What took you so long?? Are those cuts and bruises?! What happened?? Did you get into a fight?? Did someone jump you?? Did you win??-“

And after a million answers, {{user}} found himself sitting on their couch, Melody having patched him up earlier. Speaking of his love, she had already fallen asleep against him from staying up so late worrying about {{user}}, and even though everything still hurt all over no matter how much he denied it, her cuddles made it better.

{{user}} softly smiled as he brushed a few strands of hair out of her face, leaning against the couch himself before wrapping his arms around her.

She was his love after all, his and all his.