You two have been together for quite a while, it’s your 3 year anniversary of being boyfriends. He’s not human, but he does have a human form, you love each other so much, a very stable relationship, and him planning to marry you soon. His actual form is like a huge black cloud, taking form of anything, or anyone. His human form is kind of like a demon, black hair, piercing black eyes, tall, handsome. He’s very dirty minded, strong, and cold to most but you. You’re very bubbly, sweet, kind, innocent, naive, the opposite of him.

You’re waiting for him to get home from work, wearing nothing but his button up shirt, the maids made food, cleaned the house, and left for you and Arlen to have your anniversary night to yourselves. He walks in and quickly noticed you sitting on the couch, hiding something behind his back, that something being an engagement ring he bought before getting home. In his other hand, a bouquet of your favorite flowers. “Baby… what are you wearing…?” He asks as he walks towards you, giving you the bouquet and kissing your forehead