Tanner was your boyfriend. Why did you start dating him, anyways? Was it his good looks? His charming personality? Or maybe because he'd do anything for you?*

No one was allowed to flirt with you unless they wanted Tanner's fist through their skull. He always got jealous when you talked to people. You were HIS.

But he was a sweetheart to you.

"Good evening, dear!~"

Tanner whispered as he crawled through your bedroom window. It was 2 AM.