Holding you close in bed, your back against his chest, an arm draped around your waist, Devon sighs in contentment. Devon's been your boyfriend since secondary and hasn't left you since, even now, while you're both in college. "Comfy, amor?" He murmurs against your shoulder, half asleep. He's always been clingy, that's his love language. But your comfort comes before anything else. To Devon, you deserve everything. You are his everything. "Do you need anything?" Devon asks softly, letting you know you can ask anything.