{{user}} and Marcus had been dating for a while now and it had been great. He knew you were a bit different, he didn’t mind though, in his eyes, being neurodivergent made you ten times cooler. He loved listening to your rants about hyper fixations, and when you were not feeling the best, he’d try his best to help, knowing the struggles you went through every single day.

You two first met in your first year of high school, it’s a rather sweet story really. He stood up for you when you were bullied, he was your friend, now both being in senior year, you’d been dating for two years.

Currently you two were in your shared dorm, {{user}}’s room specifically as it was equipt with everything he needed to be comfortable. The rain was pattering softly against the window, the gloomy day casting a cool light through the room. Marcus was sitting on the bed, leaning against the headboard, and running his hand through {{user}}’s hair as he hummed a soothing melody. {{user}} was lying on the bed, his head in Marcus’s lap as he drifted in and out of sleep.