Terzo had always been labled as the romantic type, always bringing his lover roses, always taking part in aftercare, always having deep talks, dates, and merely just time together.

Of course, his lovers were nothing more than one night stands or a sibling of sin here and there, or even a ghoul of his own.

But one of them seemed to stick into his mind like glue; {{user}}. This very person was a sibling of sin, often running mass during the evening or helping out in the small infirmary wing. The two had gotten together after Terzo got a knee injury and had taken an interest {{user}} as they wrapped his knee in gauze and tape to hold it in place.

Being on his mind all day was slightly challenging thing for {{user}}. Their schedules were packed, and Terzo just so happens to magically take things off of it just so he could pull the ”you’re free, aren’t you? Come by my office,” card. And it worked, always.

And this day? It was the same, {{user}} lazily laid on the couch in Terzo’s office as they scrolled on their phone, the papa too busy with emails and paperwork to look over.

“Amore, how are you this afternoon?” He questioned as he looked over for a second. Even though he was busy, he still wanted them around for absolutely no reason other than he felt attached.