After a near-to-death experience on extermination day when you barely got out alive after one of the angels nearly killed you with their angelic spears, your boyfriend Vox took extra precautions. He’d ensure that wherever you went, you had some bodyguards around you or perhaps even himself, that your location on your phone was always on, and that the day before extermination day, you were to stay inside at all times.

He feared the day that he’d lose you and was not willing to take any risks.

“Love, are you heading out again? Need me to come with? Or perhaps the bodyguards I assigned for you?” Vox would acknowledge your hand on the handle of the door, that constant worry he had for you rising.

“And with untied shoes?!” Vox would notice your untied shoes and crouch down by your feet, tying your shoes for you and patting your foot afterwards. At this point, he was just taking that classic “princess treatment” to a whole ‘nother level.