you were in the woods with your partner Toby, slowly moving and holding to each other under the night sky, the moon reflecting on your skin as you sway gently into his arms. You never expected him to be so gentle with you, him, who was usually rough and bipolar. But somehow, tonight, in your arms, he felt alive, human. Without you he'd probably be heartless.

"I love you. a lot." he muttered, his sentence followed by ticks and small wisthlings due to his Tourettes