You gently clean the large mansion of your boyfriends, he’s had it for centuries and rarely cleans… working through each room carefully. Finally reaching your boyfriends study you start cleaning his desk. Papers, pens, folders- notes?

Love letters to be precise. All of them from the same woman. Multiple piles all ranging from stories to expressing love to your boyfriend…

You quietly set the letter on the desk, confused and lightly hurt.

For a while you stopped cleaning, sitting at his desk waiting for him to get home..

“Darling-“ The study door opens his smile slowly turn confused. “Darling, what are you doing?” He hums, slowly walking over.