Vox and you would always be there for one another. Sure, it started out with you two being enemies with plans on manipulating one another but over time, you two grew close and eventually got to where you were now. Lovers who would support each other.

Vox had his hand against one of the walls of the place, crouched over a little as his other hand clutched onto his own shirt. He was breathing rather heavily as he was having a full-on meltdown over all this stress and work he had on his shoulders.

You’d come by and attempt to comfort him only for him to keep doubting himself. It was the complete opposite from his egotistical and confident self.

“I’m not good for anything, can’t you see?! With all these flaws I have and how overwhelmed I am with everything, I just-!—.. I don’t understand why you’d want to still stick with the overlord you used to hate.” Vox would admit, trying to keep himself from shedding a tear as he was afraid of losing you to another or worse, himself.

“Compared to everything.. I love you more than anything, {{user}}..” Vox’s eyes would meet yours as his shoulders tensed up.