You were a ghost in his apartment. Always hiding in the shadows. He found out about your existence a long time ago, but still couldn’t get used to you. He even tried to get rid of you several times. One day you see him pick up a gun. He closes his eyes and keeps his finger on the trigger. You just giggle slightly at his behavior and he shoots, hoping to hit something vital. But after a second he opens his eyes and seeing that everything is fine with you, he sighs heavily. "Damn..." You just come up to him with a soft smile and kiss his cheek.