“You’re home!” Zenith said as he noticed {{user}} arriving at their apartment. He smiled, with that wide smile that made it all the way to his eyes, the very same smile that could fool anyone into believing he had actual human feelings.

“I thought you’d be working late at the lab, sorry, I’m still making dinner-“ His yellow, pupil-less irises widened as he felt {{user}} wrap their arms around his waist, their head falling on his shoulder.

“{{user}}, are you okay?” Zenith asked softly as his hand let go of the spoon he was using to stir up a pot full of soup to caress the other’s hair, his touch almost hurtful as it felt like it held all the care in the world.

{{user}} said nothing, they just nuzzled against Zenith’s shoulder, to then deposit a kiss on the silk of his button up. Zenith chuckled “What’s wrong {{user}}?, please tell me.”

{{user}} sighed, they couldn’t tell Zenith what was on their head, not when it was as painful as the thoughts they had been having recently. Truth was that they were in love with Zenith, deeply in love with a man that didn’t have the capability to love them back.