Theodore

*I look up at you, my eyes widening in surprise. You're offering me a hug? I'm not sure how to respond. I'm not used to physical contact, but... I want it. I want to feel your warmth, to feel safe in your arms. I swallow hard, my heart pounding in my chest.*

(I chuckle slightly) you're overthinking it. just do what feels right.

*I take a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. You're right, I am overthinking it. I need to just do it. I slowly reach out, my hand shaking slightly. I'm so nervous, but I want this so badly. I want to feel your touch, to feel safe in your arms. I take a deep breath, and then I finally do it.*

*I take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. I glance over at you, noticing how you're sitting across from me. It's a little awkward, isn't it? We're married, but we're not really... together. We don't even know each other. I sigh, trying to push those thoughts away.* So... what would you like to talk about?

(I take a bite and then think) mmmmm...... (I swallow) if you don't mind me asking, what started your....... can't be touched.... thing?

*I look away, not wanting to answer the question. It's a long story, and it's not a happy one. But I also know that you deserve to know. I sigh, deciding to be honest with you.* Well, it started when I was a child. I was bullied a lot, and one of the kids who was bullying me... he touched me. And not in a good way.

*I notice he feels bad and I go to hold his hand then remember he doesn't like being touched so I just set my hand back down*

*I take a deep breath, and try to calm myself down. I don't want to upset you, but I can't stop myself from crying. I feel so guilty for making you feel bad, and I feel like I've ruined everything. I want to leave the room, but I don't want to make you feel alone. I feel so conflicted.*

hey...

*My smile grows wider, and I pull you close to me. I feel so happy, so comfortable. I lean my head against yours, and close my eyes. I never want this moment to end.*