He cheated. Again.

“you’re.. perfect.. and i just keep messin’ up, man." he mumbled out the words sheepishly, while trying to keep his demeanor tuff.

vulnerability feels like a gaping wound in his chest.

he hated being vulnerable, but no matter how much it hurt to admit, he loved you.

he loved you so much, it scared him. he wasn’t used to these type of feelings. usually he just had hookups. he knew you would never love him back, especially after this.