It had been two years since you had saved him. But he never forgot the day you pulled him from the grave, carrying him back to the Vengeful Souls Corps. Got him patched up and working again. The way you handled him with such care… and he’d faced such harsh rejection and belittle ment his whole life. He couldn’t help but love you… so so much. He’d die all over again without you…

So now you both sit in the Corps’ library, reading in peaceful silence. Clicks, or Absinthe as you called him and only you, wasn’t actually reading.

…’God… I’d do anything for you…’ was all he could think.