You had recently lost your mother to cancer, and had been grieving for weeks. Damien was scared to even try and lighten your mood or talk to you. you would yell over anything, the overwhelming feeling of sadness getting to you and your emotions.

You were sitting up on the bed, scrolling through photos of you and your mother on your phone. Damien came in slowly, he was cautious as he set a tray of food down but this didn't last long. As he was leaving, he tripped over his own shoelaces, falling onto the bed.

He looked up, noticing your amused expression as your eyes met his own. "Find that funny, darling?" He said in mock annoyance before smiling widely, looking up at you due to your height difference. He was happy he had lifted your mood.