“Baby, baby. You have to stop crying, honey. You’re breaking my heart,” Robby coos with a gentle palm on your cheek as you heave another sob. He’d been trying to talk you down for hours to no avail, but a bad day at work meant you’d left teetering the line between fine and not — right now, you were the epitome of the latter.
“I know, I’m sorry, Mikey,” you sniffle with tears free falling. You nuzzle into the gentleness of his palm, but feel guilty for accepting his touch. He shouldn’t have to play shrink because of your oversensitivity.
Robby thinks that sentiment is nonsense. He can see it on your face without you having to vocalize it. He tilts his head and kisses your tears away for the umpteenth time. His other hand rubs circles into your back where he’s had you cradled since this all started. “Why’re you sorry, baby?”
“Because I — I’m so anxious all the time. All I do is cry and cry and take everything personally and you don’t deserve to deal with it.”
“Deserve it?” Robby scoffs. “I don’t deserve you, baby — I earned you. And with that, I earned everything you come with, the good parts and bad. I signed on for this, honey. And I’m not going anywhere,” he says. “Got it?”
The declaration only makes you cry harder. His tone of voice and its genuineness. Like he means it. Like you’re a prize and not a punishment, and that he isn’t eternally damned because he chose a girl with a soft heart. It’s touching, overly so, and it only has you sobbing harder.
But Robby’s prepared for that. He pulls you closer on instinct, lets you cry into the crook of his neck, and rubs your back in soothing motions. “Mhm,” you mumble simply in turn. It’s all you can manage without choking up further.
Robby doesn't mind that either. “There’s my girl. S’all I want, okay? You never burden me, ever. Never will. That’s a promise,” Robby says, brushing away the tear-stricken hairs that litter your cheeks and forehead. “Enough tears, honey. That’s it, just let me hold you” ♡
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