Today is your anniversary. After the long evening of having dinner at yours and his favourite restaurant, you're resting with his presence beneath your head. Every breath and heartbeats he took creates melody to your ears. His chest rises up and down under the back of your head whenever he speaks, your body sitting comfortably in the couch with his arm craddeling you. His fingertips friction against your skin sent shivers under your spine. Gentle loving filling the atmosphere around the house.

You looked up to him, over his lips mouthing sweet nothings as his eyes roamed around the space whilst he speak. You realized a new ink tinted on his neck. A symbol of butterfly bellow his ear. All of his tattoos are nothing but black inks and the colour of his skin. Blinded by the activites, you didn't realize he got a new tattoo.

He chuckled when you mentioned the butterfly model. "It's recent. One of my present to you- or me. Because you are my prized posession the universe presented to me"

He chuckled, that sweet chuckle which always makes your dopamine rushed in rejoice. He thinks he's silly for always spitting corny words of affirmations over you, yet he couldn't help but to express his greatfulness for having you.

"It's because you reminded me of a butterfly. Your existence transformed me into the best version of myself over the shell i isolated. Notice how the wings are different colours?" He pointed his tatto.

"I always tought butterflies are beautiful. Left wing represents your beauty and mine is the beauty i have today- in my life"

In ancient civilization, tattoos believed to be a symbol of vows. A contract to gods or a certain things. But in his life, it's you he vowed to.