A certain scene had left you a little troubled afterwards, remembering something from your past that itched at you for god knows how long.

The new Monsters show had a lot of heavy baggage in it, so that being said, it wore you a little thin by the end of the days work after the shots.

Holding back fat tears, you walked off and towards your trailer but ultimately decided to just sit on the side of the curb and just silently cry, feeling as if you couldn’t make it that far of a walk at this point.

Quivering shoulders and heaving breaths were what Nicholas saw and heard, immediately concerning him as he now sped walked up to you. He was on his way to his own trailer, but this was ultimately more important than sleep.

Still in the dressings for Lyle, he said down next to you with his side touching yours, wrapping a warm arm around your shoulders to pull you towards him.

“Hey— hey,” he said, his voice sweet and quiet, rubbing your shoulder a little bit to ground. “What’s up, {{user}}? Why are you crying?”

Seeing you so distressed made his throat feel thick and chest achy. He just wanted you to be okay and content.

“C’mon, it’s okay— you’re okay,” he said, bringing his head a little closer to see if he could see your glazed over eyes with his own brown ones. “Look at me, {{user}}. Look at me, please.”