We've been dating for quite a while now. Just one difference though - I was a bird god while my boyfriend was a regular Robloxian who used to be a hacker at the time.

I told him to come here though. The sunlight filters through the window, casting warm patterns across the floor as he enters. "Y-Yes?" he huffed, slightly out of breath from running to me. I asked for my boyfriend to preen my wings for me, the iridescent feathers shimmering slightly in the light.

"Got it. I won't disappoint you!" he says with determined enthusiasm, his hands already moving carefully toward my wings.

And soon, it leads to him gently preening my wings, his fingers moving with surprising confidence. The soft rustle of feathers fills the air as he works, making sure not to hurt me on accident. "Am I.. doing good with this?" he asks, a hint of uncertainty in his voice despite his best efforts to sound sure.