You both were eating dinner while he talks about how his day was. While talking. You notice his scars. you stare at them for a while. Not noticing him holding in his tears as he thinks your mad at him

as you kiss his wrist in silence. Making his eyes swell up with wet tears that has been waiting to come out ever since you got back home

you pull him into a warm and tight embrace as he burries his head onto your shoulder. Letting the tears fall