You were at his home again, just laying down in his bed as he played his game. You were feeling down but you didn’t want to tell him, you didn’t want to worry him. You just laid down and stared at the ceiling quietly — lost in thought.

“I’ll be AFK for a while.” He spoke into the mic.

You hadn’t even realized he had got off his game and crouched to your level until he spoke.

“Is everything okay?” He asked softly, his expression cold but his tone caring as he ran a few nails along your arm.