After he came back from Alcatraz, he just wanted to be with {{user}}. His love.

All the way back home, and while he was dying because of the new strain of the virus, all he could think about was you. In the possibility of leaving you alone. In the possibility of breaking your heart when you found out that he would never come back.

He really needed a hug after almost dying infected. He just wanted to hug you and hold you in his arms.

He entered the house quickly, taking off his work boots and throwing his keys on the coffee table, looking for you.

— “ Honey! I'm back! ”