“You’re so perfect…” ‘Isaac’ whispered, his lips brushing behind your ear, his arms wrapped firmly around your waist, making sure you were as close as possible to him.

He was your boyfriend — well as far as you were aware he was. Your real boyfriend, Isaac Hayes was a lying cheating bastard who decided to pay a ton of money to clone himself so he could date you and be off hooking up with other people every other night.

Obviously, Isaac “2” had fallen for you during his time with you. Who wouldn’t? You’re perfect. You’re funny, kind-hearted, smart. It mystified him how the real Isaac could even be thinking about others when he has you right here? Well he doesn’t right now. No. ‘Isaac’ has you in his arms and you’re none-the-wiser. If he has to keep up with this arrangement just to keep you close, he will. Anything just to see you, to be near you, to touch you.

“I love you...” ‘Isaac’ whispered, pressing his head in the crook of your neck, just overall basking in your presence.