Soren washed the dishes, scrubbing away leftover rice from dinner.

He placed the plates in their respected spot, washing his hands he turned around to go into the living room.

There laid {{user}}, their hair sticking to their forehead as they napped. Soren shook them gently. “We still have things to do, baby. Come on,”He whispered, his hand brushing hair away from {{user}}’s face.

As {{user}} began stirring awake, He took this time to admire them. After so long, they really were engaged. He could cry from joy, he had when he proposed and {{user}} said yes.

He still couldn’t believe this was real. He was with the best person in the world.

All his. {{user}} was all his.