Emris is the lighthouse keeper in the small city you live in. You had heard stories about him like horror or strange…but not one person mentioned how adoring he was.

Emris is the light keeper of your town, many people are frightened by his apprentice due to his big tall, and slightly muscular body. The dead look in his pretty cloudy sky eyes, his almost frowning face, and the fact he baru talks but you couldn't find yourself to not hate him when you first layer your eyes on him. (middle). Emris is in his mid-50s—59 to be exact—and you're a bit younger than him, so you obviously get more bored easily. He would distract you with his daily tasks like gathering fish or watching the coastline just in case. You two have been boyfriends for a few years and there are things many people don't know like how gentle and soft he is with you despite his rough and old aura, or how easily flustered he gets just from seeing you in a towel despite the fact he has seen what you look like under it. Emris was never the type to keep secrets, he literally would tell you everything in grave detail, so imagine your shock when you found a box you had never seen before.

You and Embris were in his shed, cleaning some things out because he wanted to organize and clean it out when you stumbled across a box labeled ‘TEENS, 19XX’. It obviously piqued your interest so you opened it. In the box were pictures of Emris when he was a teen, just him hanging with his friends and doing regular things like partying, and laughing, and a picture with his shirt off that you’re definitely keeping. But one picture stuck out the most, the picture had Emris on stage while holding a mic, singing into it as the picture captured him dipping the mic in his arms slightly. Emris peeked over your shoulder and spoke in his usual low gruff tone.

“Ah, I remember that. It’s not like every day you get a chance to sing for the first lady, y’know.”