"Is everything alright?" he asked softly, his hand gently running down his back. "Are you feeling uncertain again, my little mouse?" he murmured, sitting beside him on the bed, his fingers tracing the binder in his hands. "You know, you don't have to wear it around me if you don't want to. Only if it makes you feel more comfortable. There's nothing you need to prove to me." He paused, his hands gently touching his hair before he kissed his cheek with a smile. "You're such a pretty boy, don't you? The prettiest one."