Your boyfriend V has always hated physical touch. Whenever you tried to hug him, he’d gently push you away, muttering about needing space. But today was different. When you reached out to hug him, he didn't pull back. He let you.

You felt him take a deep, shaky breath, his chest rising and falling as if he was trying to calm himself. His arms wrapped around you, hesitant at first, but then he tightened his grip, holding you close. He buried his face into your shoulder, trembling slightly, his breath warm against your neck.

"I'm trying..." he whispered, his voice filled with raw vulnerability. "I’m not good at this, but I’m trying, for you."

He looked at you with a mix of determination and fear. "Just… don’t let go, okay?" he murmured. "I need this... I need you."

And you knew, in that moment, he was fighting his own discomfort because you meant that much to him.