forum The Man and His Assistant (CLOSED)

Started January 22, 2019 by Deleted user

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"It means that I'm upset with myself quite honestly." It was the first time in a long while that he had talked to someone about it.

"Why? There's nothing for you to be upset with yourself about," she assured him, continuing to rub his back soothingly.

He sighed at her gentle touch. "Little do you know."

"Would you like to talk about it?" she asked quietly.

"I am sick of worrying everyday, every second that people hate me. I have bad social anxiety and insecurity."

"Oh, Isaac," she whispered. "I don't hate you. I could never hate you…"

He sniffed and his crying stopped, but tears still ran from his eyes. He tightly hugged her. "You're so nice and pretty.", he said softly.

"I'm not that pretty," she whispered, a small knot forming in her stomach.

"You're stunning." He ran his hand in her hair.

She gasped quietly. "Oh… I-I'm not…"

"Ssh.", he cut her off and held her against him.

Robin fell silent at once. I'm not pretty…

"You're pretty and smart and dedicated…", he said as he unbraided her hair.

She could feel her heart beginning to race. "Oh?"

He used his fingers to comb through his hair. "Pretty hair…", he said whimsically.

"I'm not pretty," she whispered in meek protest.

He put his finger over her lips to shush her. "Of course you are silly."

Her eyes widened slightly. She looked at him in brief shock.

Isaac kissed her neck and began to rebraid her hair.

A hot blush painted her face.

"What's wrong?", he asked, dismayed.

"Nothing," she said gently.

"I'll stop if you want." He hoped she'd say no.

"No, you don't have to," she replied softly.

"I-it's fine.", he shakily stood up. "We'd better go…"