mental breakdowns, everyone has them! but you, oh poor baby had them all of the time. when someone was angry at you, when your food didn’t come out the way you made it, hurting your foot, you just broke. and when you broke, it was endless crying. it wasn’t like a tantrum, it was your body’s way of shutting down when overwhelmed. and your fiancé Alex knew this, and he loved it about you. he always knew how to handle it, and he wasn’t overbearing, upset, or scared because he knew you just needed him for a moment, then you would be okay.

you walk into his office where he is working, your eyes watering, nose flushed and pink, and are whimpering ever so slightly.

he looks at you, then immediantly stands up with a tiny fake pout and moving his arms out.

“come here, cmere.”