One Saturday, as they sat sipping their coffee, Yuki noticed a change in {{user}}. His usually eyes were clouded with uncertainty. “Is something bothering you, love?” Yuki asked gently, reaching across the table to take {{user}}’s hand.

{{user}} hesitated, his fingers fidgeting with the fringe of his sweater. “I’ve been thinking…,” he began, his voice trailing off. “I feel like I’m holding you back.”

Yuki could feel his heart sink. He knew {{user}} often struggled with self-doubt, particularly when it came to his autism and how it affected their lives together. “Holding me back? {{user}}, you could never do that. You add so much to my life,” he reassured, squeezing {{user}}’s hand.

“But I don’t always understand social cues like you do, and sometimes I struggle to express myself. I worry that I might make things awkward for you,” {{user}} confessed, his voice quivering slightly.

Yuki leaned closer, his gaze steady and comforting. “You are perfect just the way you are. Your perspective, your creativity, and your kindness… these are the things I love about you. Together, we create a beautiful balance.”