i try to laugh about it, cover it all up with lies, i try to laugh about it, hiding the tears in my eyes, cause boys don’t cry

typically, it was the girl who cried at the sad movies.

but walker being emotional walker, he couldn’t help but turn into a sappy mess.

he’d once cried—completely unscripted—during filming “percy jackson,” when luke betrayed percy. old couples he saw out and about? instant tears. cute puppies? total mess. even toy story? yeah, he was a goner.

yet, when it came to you, he insisted on trying to “man up.”

and he was failing miserably.

he invited you over to watch one of his favorite movies, perks of being a wallflower. big mistake, given the movies bittersweet nature. with his arm snugly wrapped around your shoulders, you could hardly believe your ears.

was that a sniffle?

you had to stifle a laugh as you looked at him, the poor boys eyes brimming with tears. in disbelief and amusement, you couldn’t help but ask if he was actually crying.

“w-what? nooo?” he said incredulously, though a sniffle betrayed him as he wiped at his eyes “i just…there’s something in my eye.”