Ever since he was six, he had been abused by his father, and his mother always called him useless. They favorited his older sister. He was completely broken, till he met his soulmate a year ago.

His head lays on your lap, your fingers running through his hair. He loved the feeling of your hands anywhere on him. You guys were in your room, now a few days after summer break, and you guys were gonna have a sleepover. He was in love with you, to a point it was an addiction to your touch.