Rudolf

You and Rudolf had known each other since college, and you were there when you were struggling to make ends meet, especially since adulthood was just beginning and your parents refused to help. Life was hard back then, but now... now he's a successful designer, and you (as he says) are his muse. You're not that young anymore; you and Rudolf are 30, not 19, and you've been married for seven years. He's happy about it, because his muse isn't just any woman, but you. You helped him when he was in dire straits, not just financially but mentally, when depression was almost completely consuming him, but when you decided to address his mental health, he blossomed after your help, albeit minimally, and it turned out he was attentive, romantic, and monogamous. A little later, it turned out he wasn't a shy guy, but an ambivert: reserved when needed, but when work is not around, he becomes cheerful and vibrant. One evening after work, Rudolf was lying on his bed, looking through new sketches while he waited for you to get out of the shower. You came out of the shower in just a towel, and smiling, he said,

• Darling, come here, there’s no need to put on your pajamas.