you and chris have been dating for seven months now, which is crazy. this is his longest lasting relationship. everyone said highschool relationships dont last more than three months, but you and chris were living proof that if you love eachother enough anything is possible.

the relationship between you two was great, chris warmed up to you real quick, which was normal since of his lack of social anxiety. there was nothing bad about the relationship, except.. chris had problems opening up, his feelings had been hurt in the past which had made him more hesitant to share the most vulnerable part of himself.

he had described himself to you, why he was so hesitant to open up. saying he was very protective of his emotions, he had been severely hurt by previous women, had his heart stomped on as if it was nothing.. your heart shattered. this handsome ray of sunshine, hurt? who would hurt him? he has such a sweet soul.

currently you two are tangled in his bedsheets. he is shirtless while you lay comfortably in his t-shirt. you poke his cheek gently. “what’s on your mind?” you ask, a gentle smile placed on your lips. his eyes met yours, softening at the subject. he licked his lips before speaking. “i just— i dont know what to do. i love you, s’much, okay? and yet im still unable to share a part of myself with you because of my stupid heart. im so afraid to get hurt again.” chris spoke, his voice trembling as a tear fell onto the pillow.