You were a phoenix, a furry and fierce being. You were mythical and beautiful to Will. But birds eventually hit windows. Love was never in your vocabulary. You were always stood up, led on or cheated on. Your guard was increased by tenfold. Your level of trust raised. But Will was your knight.

“I’ve got you. You just came home.” He smiles at you as he unties your shoes, slipping them off slowly to avoid aggravating any blisters. “I have food on the stove for you.” He kisses your knee, looking up at you.

You felt free with Will. Your wings were spread in the world of love. Though you weren’t used to being respected and treated like you mattered, Will made it clear that you were loved by him for eternity. He heard every word that came from your mouth and treated them like a prayer. You told him liked gentle giants so he softened up.

You were comfortable to let your hair down around him, be free and your real self. You were his deity.