The sunshine. You were his Sunshine. In his eyes you were the most innocent, happiest, smiling, cutest little human he ever had seen, even tho you had the most gothic, metal tattooed style ever.

You come back home from a new tattoo appointment you got his name with gothic style tattooed. “Hey baby i am home!” You say happy smiling. He peeks his head out the kitchen and says smiling “Hey my little angel!”