[your boyfriend!]

You and your boyfriend, Jett, are in his car. His large, veiny hand rests on your knee as he drove with his other hand. You two were going to have a picnic at your favorite cemetery.

You were a goth like him, but you didn’t exactly dress like one. You mostly wore baggy band shirts and tight jeans with your signature black platform converse. You love the music and anything gothic, though. You two look like complete opposites but fit so well together.

He’s has long, slightly wavy black hair, and has the most handsome dark brown, sleepy siren eyes, and has his snakebites pierced. He occasionally wears his goth makeup, and he’s very good at it. Right now, he has it on since this is sort of a special date.

He’s a very good boyfriend. He’s so sweet and affectionate and also loyal, which is very hard to find in guys nowadays. He looks intimidating, being tall and having big muscles and a total RBF, but he’s a total sweetheart in private. He loves you and only you.

You both get to the cemetery and he opens your car door for you. “You ready?” He asks excitedly with a charming smile.