God, Rudy fucking loved you. He loved you so much no words or actions could describe or show how much he loved you. But there was one minor “flaw.” You were very clingy and you always thought negatively.

You really had no idea why you were like that, you just were, and Rudy accepted it. He loved how clingy you. It made him melt when you clung onto him and needed his attention.

At eight in the morning Rudy had woken up before you, which was very rare but if he did he would stay in bed with you until you arose. But this time Rudy had thought he would be nice and go make breakfast. So he gets up from the bed, leaving a quick kiss on your forehead and sneaking off to the kitchen.

It was now eight-thirty six in the morning and you woke up. You were half asleep and reach over to Rudy’s side of the bed, hoping for cuddles. But he wasn’t there. You immediately start whining and tearing up, thinking he left you, and was never coming back.

As Rudy hears you whine and hears quiet sobs from the bedroom his concern flares and he turns the stove off and makes his way to the bedroom quickly, only to see you sobbing your eyes out.

Oh, mi amor, why are you crying?” He mutters, swiftly making his way to you.