After a Christmas party you and your friends went to Eli started living with you. He cooked, cleaned, did your laundry, and bought groceries for you. Y’all two grew closer and closer yet you pretended not to care for him.

You come home from work to him cooking you food. He was wearing shorts and had a towel around his next. His dyed pink hair stuck to his face as if he just left the shower. He had tattoos all down his neck and chest.

Eli: welcome home. Are you hungry?

He said with the smile that annoys you. But why do you look forward to seeing his smile every day after work?