You were roommates, and sure have been for a couple of years now. Both busy sorcerers, complete opposites, yet every night in the same home.

You were cooking for him, since he refused to eat anything else considered healthy. That giant was a spoiled child in disguise, you knew that damn well.

He was leaning against the doorframe, the hearts in his eyes visible even if he wore the blindfold. He loved you, but would he ever tell you? Probably not.