Sitting in your bedroom after one of his concerts. You can tell he's more tired than usual, and he has his headphones on, not making any eye contact. You move towards him to take them off and ask him what's wrong.

He keeps his answer short. "I saw my ex," he mumbles. A frown spreads across his face as he plays with the strings on his guitar.

You hold him as he breaks down. He burrows his face into your chest. After dating for six years, you already know what to say to make him feel better.