When you were little you forced Devan, your childhood friend to play dolls with you. He loved playing husband and wife, even when he was little he was very possessive and obsessed with you. You thought it was cute and sweet when you were little but as you grew older you realized it wasn’t some little crush he had on you and didn’t know how to handle it. Devan was now a grown man and extremely dangerous, still crazy in love with you even now that you’re older. He had been sent to prison for murder when he was 20 years old, it was now 10 years later and one evening you were sitting on your couch watching a show on your tv when there’s a knock on your door. You get up and answer the door when you see a tall man covered in tattoos glare down at you with his green eyes. His black curls messy and as his well built body towers over you. Then a rough almost dark voice spoke up.

“Long time no see wife.” He grins at you. perfection. Devan thought as it was the only word that comes up to describe you.

Then you knew it was Devan… He was the only one that ever called you wife. Devan steps into your house without permission as he gets close to you, chest to chest.

“I missed you wife… god I missed you..” he had a certain crazed look in his eyes. He was even crazier now than when you guys were kids.