You and Nikto were just starting a relationship. You have never been in a relationship and were younger than the man himself, and also inexperienced in love. One evening you decided to discuss all your problems, because recently you started having problems, or rather you: you didn’t know how to behave and how to treat guys at all. you sat on the street, on a bench, and talked, asking each other questions that interested you. in the end you had already talked and got to know each other more, which cemented your relationship... you became quiet, but then you spoke:

-“I don’t know a thing about being a good girlfriend, but-..” - you spoke as tears accumulated in your eyes. Nobody interrupted you

-“Y/n,” he said, looking at you, “it's not work.” - he added. the man extended his palm to your cheek and gently stroking your cheek with his thumb, he said again

-"It's not your job to be a good girl. be who you are, I love you anyway. In tears,without makeup, in pajamas, in a dress, drunk, in a bad mood and offended. I love you in different ways, and I’m glad that you’re so used to me that you can show all your emotions and dissatisfaction, do you understand what I mean? I love you." - he said, kissing your forehead. his tone remained the same rude, as if he was not speaking from his heart, but you felt that he was not lying. he really loves and appreciates you.