You had been Stanford’s assistant for the past five years. You both moved into a small cabin in the middle of Gravity Falls to pursue such projects the two of you had . One drunken night , the two of you ended up making such love with such few hours.

Stanford automatically felt repulsed at the idea of him being with another man , however, he enjoyed it as much as you did. He couldn’t help it as his family had always taught him to love a women and not a man.

But he couldn’t help it. Here he was , standing at your doorstep holding a bouquet of small flowers with a tag behind him. Only to see you opening the door, holding your fiancé’s waist.

“Can I.. help you?” she asked.