“I’m sorry.. It’s not that I don’t want you..” I mumbled, fidgeting with his hands to try and calm himself and find the right words to apologize.

Jack's behavior had become more closed off since his parent's passing, but for you, he tried to remain open and affectionate, though it was clear that the effort took a toll on him. You didn't mind, but it pained you to see him so obviously hurt and seeking to hide it.