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“I can’t do this.”

Damien sighed and reached down for Nyx’s hand. He supported her all the way. The two of them stood outside of the clinic. Damien didn’t want Nyx to feel pressured to do anything nor to feel like he put all the burden on her. They weren’t ready to have a child, that’s okay, not a lot of people were. Namien turned to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “We aren’t ready, I know, but if you’re thinking of keeping the baby, then that’s okay.” He muttered under his breath, turning to face her so he could bring her into a hug.

“You’re not alone, Nyx, you have me. I love you, don’t worry about anything. I’m here for you no matter what choice we decide to make.” Damien whispered as he held her to his chest. He wondered if she could hear his beating heart, his restless churning stomach, his brain and nerves which were flooded with anxiety of a young boy who was lost. He just wished that he could make it up to her, somehow assure her that everything would be alright.

He couldn’t take that she felt all alone, when all he was trying to do is to reach out and show her that he was here for her. He wanted to show her in this moment that he loved her more than anything, and didn’t want anything more than for her to be okay. He needed her to be alright with her decision. He pulled back from the hug, placing both of his hands on her shoulders. “Do you want to go inside, or shall we wait a little bit more?” Damien asked in his most calming voice.

Gives nose/forehead kisses: DAMIEN THE FUCKING CINNAMON ROLL.

Gets jealous the most: probs nyx buT I FEEL DAMIEN TO.

Picks the other up from the bar when they’re too drunk to drive: honestly rl damien.

Takes care of on sick days: damiEN AF.

Drags the other person out into the water on beach day: nyX bc damien hates the outdoors.

Gives unprompted massages: nyX Af.

Drives/rides shotgun: nyX SO SHE CAN STARE OUT THE WINDOW AND PUT HER HEAD OUT OF THE WINDOW.

Brings the other lunch at work: DAMien

Has the better parental relationship: damiEN but his parents are all rich and stuck up???

Tries to start role-playing in bed: NYX TBH.

Embarrassingly drunk dancer: we’ve already seen that neither of them are bAD DANCERS WHEN DRUNK.

Still cries watching Titanic: DAMIEN SHEDS A SINGLE TEAR.

Firmly believes in couples costumes: neither of them, they like to have their freedom in costumes during halloween.

Breaks the expensive gift rule during Christmas: boTH of thEM.

Makes the other eat breakfast: DAMIEN AF.

Remembers anniversaries: they both reMEMBER THEM.

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“I’ve got a confession.”

“Is everything alright, Nyx? Just tell me, I promise I won’t be upset, angry, or lash out, okay? I just want to make sure that you’re okay and safe.” Damien pulled the girl into a hug, worried for her safety or mental wellbeing. Maybe he couldn’t be a protector, but he could be a confidante and helper.

“Come on, let’s have some fun!”

“You know how I feel about getting out of the house! The boy whined, not excited that Nyx was dragging him outside. “How does Night of the Living Dead on Netflix, instead of going out, sound? I mean, that’s a party. You’ve got to love those zombie flicks, am I right?” Damien shrugged, “I’ll even bring the Twizzlers and popcorn. That’s dedication.”

“There’s a chance.”