"I don't, I don't want that. I know it's soon, but I think of the future, and I see you in it. You seem so put off though, by my- I don't know. Wants or whatever. I just- I feel like everything's just- Hard. Shouldn't it be easier? We clash so often, and it's exhausting. I adore you, but-"

He paused then, shaking his head. "Love you. Not adore, adore's a cop out. I love you, and maybe I'm an idiot for falling so fast, but I do- So when I start talking about my future, or wanting you to like my dad- It's because I want to share it with you. Them, it, my world."