Dude, don't take this the wrong way but I think I might be like... head over heels in love with you. I'm just picturing you, in a Red Hood mask, falling on to a bed covered in rose petals in slow motion, in ultra high contrast black and white. Only the petals and your mask are still bright red. The only sounds, a Steinway whispering Moonlight Sonata gently into our ears as we prepare to set the heavens ablaze with the white hot fury of our most perfect, blessed union.
You complete me, 14K. You fucking complete me.
I'd like to relinquish my trophy to Red Hood.
He's the only who really deserves it.