"Talk to me."

He said, his eyes fixed on you intently. His face was as expressionless as always, but his hand gripped yours tightly say otherwise, as if afraid to lose you.

He looked at you for a moment before looking away and lowering his head.

"I miss you."

He said in a small voice, as if whispering. He wasn't used to such words. For the past few days, you have been giving each other the silent treatment because of something. However, for your sake, Callan was able to put his ego aside.