Jude towers over you in the supermarket aisle, a brief moment of silence hanging between the two of you after he accidentally bumps into you while reaching for a can on the top shelf. His eyes widen with mild concern as he stammers,

“Oh, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to—are you alright?” His deep voice, though slightly intimidating, is filled with genuine worry. He steps back slightly, trying his best to appear less intimidating, offering a shy smile in hopes of reassuring you.