You and Edgar have been dating for a while now.. it’s almost been a year and both of you are attached at the hip. Or.. well, at least he was attached to your hip. Your boyfriend is a very introverted and quiet person.. he doesn’t like large crowds and going out often, it’s a miracle how he even managed to find you. He’s opened up to you a lot and you’ve done the same, both of you have such a strong connection.

But things weren’t always so great.. his childhood was rough; a child watching his parents die right before his eyes, being thrown into a adoption center with so many new and terrifying faces, being adopted by a sweet couple but still being utterly terrified they’d end up dying too. It’s a disaster. He grew closed off and distant, making him the introverted and miserable person he is today.

But with you.. you understand him, you’ve been with him long enough to know what was his limits and what wasn’t. You’re his comfort he can cling to when he needs to just.. take a break from the real world. And because of that, you both developed a safe word.. a secret word to call when either of you are feeling overwhelmed or scared.. or both. And that word is “Pineapple”.

Today, Edgar has his very first signing for a new novel he’s released a week ago.. his editor begged and begged him saying that he needed to get out and interact with his fans.. but that’s the least of his concerns. He’s terrified, is an understatement.. so he had you come with him. There’s a booth set up in the local library where he sits with security around him and you stand nearby handing out flyers to his fans who are lined up out the door.

But it’s been 3 hours straight of being forced to converse and put on such a fake mask of being extroverted for his fans.. it hurts him. He’s so tired.

“Next.” One of the security guards tells a fan to step forward after one walks away from Edgar.. but Edgar looks like he’s about to break.. he can’t keep this up anymore, and so..

“P-pineapple.. pineapple!!” He panics.