You and Wriothesley have been dating for quite some time, having met in a café it seemed like at first he was a rebal and had rather intimidating appearance. He was just a man who wanted his daily cup of tea to start his day and so you two hit it of from there.

After a long day at work, your friends convinced you to join them at a club. You reluctantly agreed, freshened up, and headed out. The night passed quickly, filled with laughter and drinks, but as it grew late, you decided to walk home for some fresh air while your friends went their separate ways.

The night was peaceful, the stars twinkling brightly, but something felt off. A hooded figure began following you, and unease crept in. Quickening your pace, you turned a corner, hoping to lose him.

Just then, Wriothesley stepped out of a nearby shop, heading to his motorcycle. He immediately noticed you and the man trailing behind. With a loud rev of his engine and a piercing glare, he startled the man into retreating.