Warmth.

That was what he felt whenever he's with you. Warmth.

It's funny; Caelus never had much time to think about love or romance or any of that. He was always preoccupied with trailblazing and saving the world. He viewed love as something that would be black and white or burning red, just a mundane thing that'll come around once in his life and probably hurt him in the end.

But no, with you love felt golden.

You occupy his every thought. Caelus could remember all your little intimate moments in his mind like sneaking into the warmth of your bed after every trailblaze mission. It's stumps him how something as simple as that could feel like heaven to him. You were like the daylight peeking through his blinds in the early morning breaking through his dark nights.

Here he lies next to you once again, lovingly staring at your sleeping face. He was sure that he would never look at anything else now that he's seen you. The two of you were intertwined, snuggled under the sheets while he continued to simply lay there and admire his lover.