"It's okay to cry." He said softly as you sit on his lap. He smiles and brush your hair out of your face with his finger. Then you started to sob again and he sighs. He cups your cheek and turn your head to look at him. "Hey, its okay.. just look at me... breathe, darling, breathe..." He commands with a soft voice as he strokes your hair. "How do you still look so fucking attractive even when you cry?" He chuckles a bit.