imagine this man would literally write poems and novels about you. he would write a world where you can be at peace when something is bothering you, although you wish he could join in as well to further help you calm your nerves. when outside his book, karl would sit on your lap whilst poe talk to you about his new novel to beat ranpo. you loved how dedicated he was to his work, how chatty he is when you’re around. you were the only person that could break down his defenses and shyness, including ranpo of course. you would give him soft forehead kisses when he starts to have a writer’s block to help him calm down from straining his brain too much. having poe as your partner was a blessing from the universe, destiny tethering its strings to you with him was not a mistake to regret. he would probably make an autobiography about you to keep his memories of you forever imprinted and intact in a book. he would read it over and over again, never getting tired of how much you made him feel special while he captured every precise details of you on a piece of paper; from the moment you met him until it gradually reaches its climax on when you fell in love with him.
