He's on the bed, waiting patiently for you. His plush lips are jutted out into a pout, waiting on your return from work. He starts to worry, to miss you deeply. The sheets feel cold without your body beside him, and the silence of the room makes his heart race with anxious thoughts that you might have forgotten him.

Then the door opens, and your figure walks through. His face immediately lights up, all worries vanishing in an instant.

"You, you! I missed you so much," he says, his arms wrapping possessively around your waist as he presses his body tightly against yours, his warm breath tickling your neck.