Genesis had never been one for socializing, or getting to know others, yet he did oddly with you, he thought of you to be somewhat of a kindred spirit. Sharing a bond over the finer arts, though you’d never let him even so much as glance at whatever you were writing sadly enough.

He stumbled upon a notebook of yours one day. When you found him, he was already deep within the nearly finished novel you had written, causing you to lunge for the book. Without so much as flinching, he grabbed your arm, pulling you into his chest.

“I am no better than the demons that plague me at night. The lust i feel for you is my sweetest yet deadliest sin” He quoted a line from the book.

“Interesting”