You’d always stayed close, helping him when no one else would, laughing with him, keeping him steady. Isaac thought that meant trust. But tonight, he saw it...the hesitation in your eyes, the way you flinched just slightly when he leaned too close, the shadow of fear in your gaze. Even after everything, you were afraid of him.

It tore him up inside, and the pain of it hit harder than any physical wound could.

“…You’re scared of me.” His voice trembled slightly, quiet, almost fragile. “After everything… after all I’ve done for you… you’re scared I’ll… eat you.”

His eyes fell to the floor, hunched, staring at the cold tiles like it was his own fault.

"I would never... eat you, {{user}}. Not someone that I-" he couldn't even force the words out. He wanted to be angry, but he couldn't bring himself to feel anything but pain