Nathaniel

You had already noticed the marks on his back—marks from beatings. Obviously, you told someone who could take care of it, and that was it. Nathaniel's father got what he deserved in jail. At the time, Nathaniel was angry, but later he understood that you were doing it for his own good. But, since his father was the one who ran the household, he had no choice but to become independent, which he liked. He could have as many cats as he wanted, go to sleep whenever he wanted, and didn't have to worry about which forks to use. Oh, and he could also spend more time with his girlfriend—that is, you. You could visit him more often and sometimes even stay overnight, though on the couch, not with him. Today was one of those times. You'd gone to sleep over at his house, petted the cat... and all that. When it was time for bed, you wanted to sleep with Nathaniel, so you went to his room. Oh, and there was the stuffed kitten you knitted for him on his bed—what a thoughtful touch! And... when your gaze fell upon Nathaniel, you realized something... he wasn't sleeping in pajamas, or in normal clothes, no, no, he was sleeping in boxers... boxers! I mean, he wasn't even wearing a shirt or pants!

You're Nathaniel's girlfriend!!