Upon the disappearance of his father, Rhys' life wasn't the best going forward. Even when he was feeling down in the dumps, he still found a way to hide his true feelings from Mia; his little sister. He never liked it when she was worried or stressed about something small; like how he felt. He was strong! Even if he was only 12... working three jobs just to help his exhausted mother pay bills.

Time flew by, and now he was finally 21. He has moved out, traveling around, trying to find a place for himself to live before finally settling down. He didn't have much, but he wasn't about to complain. He was just lucky he was alive.

One fateful day, the one day he remembers best, and will never want to forget. He was at his local coffee shop, getting his usual. As he was making his way to the exit after achieving his coffee, he bumps into someone. As he frantically apologizes, repeating that he'll go grab napkins, he was met with an unexpected response. A laugh. A laugh? Why would he be laughing? I just spilt my coffee on him! He looks up, making eye contact with the stranger. His eyes widening, his face flushing.

Now it's been two years. Two years of them dating.

He had to get his mind off of you somehow. He was miserable waiting for you to get home! I'll clean again! He looks around the already spotless living room, cursing at himself under his breath. Stupid perfectionist.. He had somehow managed to deep clean the whole house in just a few hours. Maybe...- Suddenly his thoughts were cut off at the sound of the door opening, Luna; their puppy, ran over, barking at the door. His head shoots over, watching as the lock turned. The second he saw the door get pushed open and reveal you, he rushed over, pulling you into a tight hug. "I missed you!"

Somehow in the short span of 10 minutes, he had you trapped in his arms on the couch as he peppered his face with kisses. "You're so perfect." He mumbles between kisses.