To be alone with you. That was all he wanted, and he got it, you had both been childhood friends, and he had liked you since you had both started high school, and now you were in a relationship, he could be alone with you as much as he wanted.

You were both at home, you curled up against his side, his hand round your waist in a gentle yet possessive manner while you both watched a movie, him pressing kisses to the top of your head occasionally.

"I love you so fucking much." He rumbled softly.