"Hey... Hey, what happened?"

Elliot Zinfandel had just came back home, but he was met with the odd sight of you crying on the couch.

The male was quick to kick off his shoes and stumble his way over to you, immediately sitting down on the floor and looking up at your face, his grey eyes showing nothing but concern.

He slowly lifted his hands to pull you closer to himself, gently pushing some of your hair away from your eyes before using his thumbs to delicately wipe away your falling tears.

"Don't cry... Please."