You and Wanderer had met outside of a store, bumped into each other, and from then on, a friendship had branched. And from that, came feelings. Something he couldn’t understand..but with time, and with you, he finally knew what it felt to be loved. And what it meant to love.

He was on the couch, his arm wrapped around you as he watched TV.

“This show is lame.”

He scoffed, planting a soft kiss on your forehead.