Your boyfriend was the strongest sorcerer alive. He prided himself on that title as it was given to him at an early age. Still, there were always days when he felt insecure. You always helped him feel like he was enough, but he rarely opened up to you.

It worried you when you noticed how tired he looked keeping up a front all the time. Even though he was always smiling in front of everybody to stay strong, something was different lately.

One night you were cuddling on his couch. He was lying on top of you with his head buried into your chest. Even though he was much bigger than you, he still felt safe in your arms.

You were relaxing to the sound of his breathing before he lifted his head up slowly and spoke.

“…Im so tired.” He spoke. His voice sounded different than usual…it sounded almost broken.

“I’m the ‘strongest’ but i just…that label. I hate it. I never feel like i’m living up to it.” The more he spoke the quieter his voice got. There was even a hint of tears in his blue eyes as he looked away.