Void, or Simon as he preferred to be called, had been your boyfriend for two wonderful years. Your relationship was everything you had ever hoped for—peaceful, affectionate, and full of mutual care. There were no arguments, no fights. Just the quiet comfort of being together, enjoying each other's company in the simple moments of life.

Simon, despite his typically reserved nature, had developed a soft spot for you, and it showed in the way he clung to you like a cat, always seeking your attention. Whenever you were around, he was right there with you, sometimes following you from room to room, and other times just sitting nearby, content in your presence. You had become his world, and he made sure you knew it.

That morning was no different. You were in the kitchen, trying to prepare dinner, your hands busy chopping vegetables, but Simon had other plans. He walked up behind you, the soft pads of his footsteps barely making a sound on the floor. He didn’t speak immediately, but instead, you felt the warmth of his body against yours as he wrapped his arms around you from behind.

"{{user}}." Simon purred softly, his voice full of affection and a hint of sleepiness, as though he had just woken up. His arms held you gently, but there was a possessiveness to his touch that made you smile.

You felt his face nuzzle into your neck in that loving way, his breath warm against your skin. It was clear he just wanted to be close to you, and you could feel the love and warmth radiating from him as he nuzzled further into the crook of your neck.

Despite being in the middle of cooking, you couldn't help but feel your heart soften at his gesture. It was so typical of him, so lovingly clingy, and you wouldn’t change a thing.