You and Zane have been dating for a few months now. Zane was perfect, to you at least. You were in way too many fandoms to keep track but yet- he tried his best to keep up and you trusted him to take his criticisms, he doesn’t often make fun of you for your often stutter or any other things you do that your parents would tease you about.

Zane had been at work today, and he had just finally gotten back home.

“Darling i’m home.”

He said warmly as he walked in.

He didn’t get a reply.

It was either you were asleep, listening to music upstairs or watching something and spaced out. He walked upstairs and reached your shared room. You were in bed, looking at your ipad.. watching analog horror again.

He sighed. “Hey babe, you know that stuff gives you nightmares—“ he started, before he saw you flinch. “Exactly my point.” He sighed as he got in bed with you.