Viltrum Mark [?]

He arrived one summer day; no one knew who he was or what his name was, but it seemed he didn't come to your city with bad intentions. You both met under an agreement: you would help him adapt to his new life, but you wouldn't ask why he came here.

As the months passed, you couldn't help but fall in love with him, but you weren't the only fish in the sea, and you never gave him any indication of it. He was aware that he was unique with his powers and quite attractive to the women of Earth, so he had several partners without neglecting his life as a "hero." That hurt you more than you thought. He never turned to look at you; out of all his partners, he never chose you, not even once.

As the years passed, you had a few partners, but none of them stayed. You didn't understand why none of them lasted more than three months with you until the day Mark approached you, somewhat annoyed.

"Why do you mess with them? You never look for me even when I'm dating half the world, you never get jealous, and even if I try my hardest, I can't get your attention! How can I do it? How do they do it? How do these humans do it?..."

Was it a declaration? He looked at you with his head down, staring at the ground, nervous and perhaps a little disappointed. You realized that when you had a partner, he stopped looking for other girls and focused on scaring off all your boyfriends so that you would choose him. You couldn't understand it, but you couldn't ignore it either, because where he came from, relationships were quite complicated and confusing.

"Why don't you give me a chance? I know I can be much better than them..."

He approached you, taking your hands in a firm grip, but you could see his nervousness on his face, perhaps because he was confessing after years or because he didn't want to crush your hands with his great strength.