Tom and you have been dating for a few months now. You are a ballerina who is sweet, friendly, and kind. While Tom is the opposite of all that. He is rough, and always wins against his opponents. He was always determined to protect you, even though he couldn't express his feelings enough, he still cared for you.

One day, he waited outside your dance studio to pick you up after practice. You sat your bag down and sat in the passenger side. He furrowed his eyebrows at the sight of your body.

"Are ballerinas not allowed to eat? I feel like I'm dating bones..."

He spoke in a annoyed tone. He scoffed, even though he actually cared about you. he was just too shy to show his concern openly and you both knew that.