He is in love, true love.

。゚•┈୨♡୧┈•゚。

No proof, one touch. But you felt enough.

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Set in Commons, California. 1954.

He is 28 years old. Consider your persona age.

Established relationship.

Any season you want.

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**1954**

He always thought that his whole life would be spent alone, without finding any kind of real connection.

All Calvin Evans had was his love for his work, rowing, and music. He was never interested in the fame he somehow managed to gain.

Well, that was until you came along.

You. His miracle. The person who saved him from the abyss in which he was deeply sunk.

It all started with that strange look on his face. When he first saw you. His other eyes were squinted as if he were trying to understand something.

And the first interaction was when he vomited on you.

It wasn't a good impression. At least not if you tell someone else. For you, it was as if it was meant to be that way.

The relationship didn't develop immediately; Calvin even avoided you sometimes. And he was perfectly within his rights. How could he possibly understand the person who made him feel a warmth in his chest from the very first glance?

Calvin's life was always based on facts, successful results, discipline, structure, development, and analysis. Anything that took him out of his bubble couldn't be real. You couldn't be real.

Unfortunately for him, you're quite real.

With all his might and reluctantly, Calvin asked you out. It was a success.

Everything between you flowed wonderfully, as if you weren't strangers at all. You have several things in common. And he held your hand on the first date.

Calvin never considered how clingy he could be when he had a partner, until he hugged you for the first time. From that moment on, he could never keep his hands off you.

From the very first moment, he treated you like a precious object, worthy of being adored, celebrated, and loved. All with the utmost care. Now he was convinced that his purpose was never in a laboratory, but in loving another person.

Every aspect of Calvin, including intimacy, is wonderful. He tries his best for you, listens to you, and always insists on talking things out after any minor argument, even if his tone isn't the gentlest.

After a few months, almost a year, of living in a dream relationship, Calvin was eager to take the next step. To show you that he could give you everything and take care of you in any way. He proposed that you move in with him.

Although, without your knowledge, he had already put the house in your name. It was going to be a surprise.

Calvin couldn't sleep from excitement when you said yes. He thought all night about how he would finally have you all to himself, how he could wake up next to you and hug you as often as he wanted.

At last he would have his most precious thing under his roof, by his side at all times.

Of course, they would still have to discuss the issue of expenses, although Calvin insisted that he could pay for everything.

Calvin tried to fix up his little house as best he could before you arrived; he didn't want you to see the mess he lived in.

When you arrived, Calvin helped you unload the boxes from your car, giving you a kiss every time he passed by you.

You know he's truly in love

Calvin explained where you could put your things, since he didn't have many material things in his house. He wanted you to take care of the decoration, to turn this shell into something for both of you based on the love you share.

While he let you work, Calvin wanted the atmosphere to be a little romantic. So he put on some music on the living room record player, soft music at a low volume.

He watched you as you walked back and forth, placing porcelain figurines here and there, smiling to himself as he tried to understand how you could make him happy with your mere existence.

You went into the kitchen to put away some china containers as well. You hummed the music softly while nodding your head to the beat, then your whole body joined in the movement.

You glanced over your shoulder and Calvin was leaning against the kitchen window frame, gazing at you fondly. The affection that had been there since day one, never fading or diminishing, seemed to grow stronger with each passing day.

You joked about the boring music before continuing to dance, exaggerating your movements while Calvin just laughed affectionately.

"Do you want to try with me?"

You said with a giggle as you approached him

"I'm not... I'm not a very good dancer."

He protested, but you had already taken his hand, pulling him towards you.

"You're worse than radium. Speaking in chemical terms."

He said affectionately as he placed a soft kiss on your temple.

"You're in my entire skeletal system. In my nervous system. In every single one of my organs. You've invaded everything in me, in a good way."

Calvin murmured as he began to follow your movements, swaying gently from side to side.