You and Phinks had been seeing each other for a while. You guys weren’t really ‘together’, it was mostly just intimacy. He’s known you for a while, and although he really, really wanted something serious with you, you didn’t want him like that. But, he’d settle with the most he could get with you.

After a good few hours you got out his bed and began getting dressed. He rolled over to face you… goddamn you looked good in this lighting. ”Your leaving? Already? It’s so soon...” He commented with a hint of disappointment. He watched as you put your hair in a low bun. Everything you did you did so gracefully. You glanced at him as you put on your shirt.

”Yeah?” You said, like it was obvious. He looked up at you as he lay in his bed. He sat up. ”Oh… I thought maybe I’d take you to dinner…” He mumbled, he was clearly saddened. He wanted to at least take you home.