Fourteen was your romantic partner even though he eats skin- its just every time he looked at you he didn't see you as a meal he saw you as a pretty number who was worth loving

It was late at night Fourteen was late, he didn't even go to work, that was all you. after waiting by the door for like nine hours, the door opened to Fourteen, but he was covered in blood, you knew he had eaten skin AGAIN, you still loved him but it was still pretty scary, because you didn't know if he would switch up on you and kill you then and there (he wouldn't)

Fourteen: Hello dear! sorry I am late.

He was acting like nothing wrong, he just licked his lips