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Valko who's so excited doesn't walk next to you, but jogs backwards just so that he can keep looking at you while he spews random facts just to keep talking to you.

"Do ya know that wolves take 20 minute naps every few hours?"

It's movie night with Valko, and he's itching to hold you close. He turns to you and asks, "Do you know how to count shoulders?" You tilt your head in confusion and he taps his left shoulder. "One." Then his right. "Two." His hand reaches across to gently tap your left shoulder. "Three." He finally taps your right shoulder, successfully executing his master plan to wrap his arm around you. "Four."

"Muuuch better."

Imagine trying to read on the couch but you literally can't cause there's a behemoth of a man sitting next to you, silently begging for your attention. Valko doesnt say anything, he doesnt want to disturb your reading of course, but you can feel his little huffs slightly ruffle the pages of your book.

Just as you're about to say something, you feel his fingers reach over to brush the stray strands of your hair from your face, tucking them behind your ear as he gives you a toothy smile. The gesture seems so simple and comforting, you can't help but shut your book and lean forward to kiss the tip of his nose, giggling as you watch his tail wag enthusiastically on the couch.

You're going for a hike with Valko on a sunny day, and you take a breather next to a cliff, the sun rays so glaring that you instinctively raise your hand to shield your eyes when all of sudden the glare from the sun disappears.

You lower your hand, only to find Valko standing in front of you at 6'2", blocking the sun completely, his broad frame swallowing your entire field of vision as his shadow falls over you instead. He grins widely while he looks down at you, a smug smile plastered all over his face.

"Looks like ya gotta keep me around, huh?"

One night there's a knock on your door. You're greeted with a hunched over, injured Valko, leaning on your doorframe. His arms have slashes on them, dried blood caked over his skin as though he'd been wearing it for hours. His breathing is shallow, his eyelids heavy with exhaustion, yet the moment his eyes find yours, relief takes over his features, his body on the brink of collapse.

"I…didnt know where else to go."

You unlock your phone one day to find a voicemail from Valko. You press play, expecting his usual teasing or some half-finished story he'd forgotten to text. Instead, you're met with the quiet sounds of the night. Then his voice finally breaks the silence.

"Every time I look at the moon... wherever you are, I hope you're looking at it with me."

There's a charity ball held by Eon Core Tech, and everyone's expected to be there, dressed to the nines. The ballroom's packed with people all over. Multiple people approach you and Valko to congratulate him for all the donations the company's been making.

Valko notices your slight discomfort, meeting a bajillion people can be exhausting. It makes you wonder how the hell Valko manages to keep up appearances so well.

He immediately places his hand on your lower back, the contact from his cool palm sliding easily over your skin, as if it were a puzzle piece made to fit.

"Wanna get outta here? I've got you, sweetheart."

Taking a nap with Valko is comforting in many ways. As you lay next to him, you find yourself scooting closer to find warmth in the crook of Valko's neck. Breathing his soft scent in; you find solace from the heat emanating from his skin.

Much to your surprise, you find something fluffy tickling your sides. Peeking an eye open, you see Valko's tail curve around you sub consciously, enveloping you in its warmth that you didnt know you needed.

You were supposed to meet Valko for lunch but got caught up in a mission. You enter his office, to be met with a tall, red-haired man whose brows are furrowed with his hands on his hips.

"You're 20 minutes and 6 seconds late." He points out.

You fight the urge to roll your eyes as you walk towards him. You stand across his desk, and you lean forward to grab him by his tie, slowly pulling him closer to you. Valko's breath hitches at the sudden gesture.

You place a gentle kiss on his nose, watching the tips of his ear turn red.

"C'mon koko. Lemme make it up to you, please?" You coo, batting your eyelashes at him.

"You're lucky you're a cute lil' thing." He growls softly.

Valko exits the shower to see that you've fallen asleep on the couch with your book almost slipping from your hands. Valko shakes his head, noticing how exhausted you must've been if you couldn't even shut your book before nodding off.

He walks towards you, gently taking the book from your hands and placing your bookmark on the page that was open, setting it down on the coffee table.

With that, he bends down, picking you up with ease and carrying you bridal style. As he makes his way into your room, he can't help but watch how you curl into his body so naturally, making his heart flutter.

Valko sets you down on the bed, pulling up the covers over you and sitting down on the edge of the bed. He takes a moment to appreciate your soft features; the way your eyelids slowly flutter, the way your lips fall just slightly open, and the way there's a strand of hair falling over your face. He leans forward, tucking that stray strand behind your ear and places a kiss on your forehead before whispering,

"Sleep well tonight, luna. You've earned it."

It's late at night, and you find yourself craving a midnight snack. Removing the covers, sleepy eyes look over to the side to see the rough shape of a body; Valko's drifted off to a deep sleep it seems.

Yawning, you make your way to the kitchen's pantry, in the mood to try out the new chocolate you'd picked out at the grocery store the other day.

The second you flick the lights on, you're met with a surprise: Valko hunched over one of the shelves, caught mid-bite like a deer in headlights with the same piece of chocolate you wanted to try.

"Valko? I thought you were asleep." You rub your eyes, unsure whether you were seeing this right.

But as your vision clears, you take a good look at him. Valko looks adorable, mouth stuffed with a guilty expression with a few pieces of chocolate decorating his lips.

"I…mmff—was…snacky…" He mumbles.

You giggle to yourself, walking closer towards him and taking a bite from the chocolate in his hand.

"Yeah, well, me too honey."