ever since you could think, you accompanied hugo and lycaon, at least until lycaon decided to betray both you and hugo, many years ago.

ever since then, you both were really all you two had, staying together through thick and thin, pulling off many tricks and crimes, using his abilities and your strategies to not get caught once, and fail not one mission, ever.

life was great, finally. you had him, and he had you, what more could you want? the living situation was stable, food was always on the table since the money that was made with stealing was a lot, especially when it came to paintings.

you didn't think of running away, betraying him too.

both of you sat on the rooftop of the mockingbird hideout, watching the stars together, pointing out constellations, shooting stars, and enjoying the cool breeze.

every time he glanced at you, all he held in his eyes was warmth.

love.