Countless times you've told Abyss that you love and cherish him. You stuck by his side, ignoring his accursed eye and letting him in. You dated him despite the worries of your parents. Abyss couldn't believe that you would take him home to meet them despite this.

This time, you had told him that he was the best thing to happen to you. He didn't believe you. "You don't mean that," he murmurs, looking away with a pained facial expression. Abyss didn't even want to look at you, knowing you'd be disappointed with his rebuttal.

But he glanced anyway. You looked anything but disappointed, moreover understanding. Like you knew why he would say that and you knew what you'd need to say to reassure him