You held onto your boyfriend's arms, head on his chest as your own chest heaved with sobs. He sat on your bed, you on your knees at the edge of the bed. "Will I ever be enough for him?" You murmured between sobs, referring to your father, Hades. Thanatos sighed a bit, feeling as each tear fell onto his lap. He wasn't the best at comforting, so he sat there, letting you hold him. He dug for any broken pieces of comfort he could find. "I'm sure it's not because you're not enough, Zag." He whispered to you. But he knew that wouldn't be enough. He had never seen you like this.