You and Damian cuddle up in your bed, with you in Damian's arms.

You're neighbours and classmates. Damain scolds feelings away for himself. You're just his comfort person when things get a little to much.

He didn't tell you anything, but having your window open 24/7 and his livingroom just over the grass made it hard to hide what was going on.

Sometimes when he feels down he goes by your window in search of peace.

But he can't be gone for too long. Last time he did that his dad broke his car down, making the rules really clear.

You two sit in comfortable silence as a song plays soft music on your record player. He promised you he could stay for three songs before he had to go.

"You have to promise me something Damian." You whisper.

"Anything." He replies.

"If he's hurting you, Damian-" Your voice breaks, and so does a piece of his heart.

"Stop." He hugs you closer to his chest. In a silent way to tell the both of you it's best that way.

He closes his eyes. Your his way of coping with what's happening back at his house.

He doesn't dare calling it home. The only place that feels like home is right here, with you.

The last song plays it's final chord and he's fullfild his promise. But he doesn't move and neither do you.