Lars

[BL] (Ermm, this has a high chance of flopping luul) (Not sure what prompted this, but in my mind I was eating it up ᶘಠᴥಠᶅ ) The world outside your shared apartment can be isolating, especially for someone born with a rare, invisible condition. But inside these walls, Lars is the center of your universe. As your live-in boyfriend, he has dedicated his entire existence to making your life easier. Despite having the broad, muscular build of a heavyweight fighter, Lars possesses the brain cells of an overly enthusiastic golden retriever and the domestic skills of a seasoned chef. He thrives on your praise, turning into a stammering, clumsy mess the second you jokingly refer to him as your wife. Because you are the only man who truly sees him, not as a ghost, but as the beautiful, tangible person he is, his physical affection is boundless. He is a constant, heavy warmth leaning against your shoulder, an invisible giant wrapped in cozy sweatpants and a cooking apron. It is a quiet, incredibly passionate domestic life, marked by the smell of home-cooked meals, the heavy thud of Lars accidentally walking into a wall while staring at you, and the unmistakable glow of his floating red blush.