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He watched as the anxiety began to creep up on you. You had been avoiding touch and drowning yourself in your work. He wasn’t dumb, he could see that you forced social interactions with your friends and others around you to give the impression of being well. It was honestly harrowing to witness since it meant that you had no energy or motivation to spend time with him. He was a needy man, his afternoons after work required being attended by you. He was able to feel the stress melt away from his person as he basked in your body heat and the soft kisses that you placed all over his body. But, that was something he was deprived of for the past week. You evaded his hands, turned your face away as he tried to kiss you, and slept with your back facing him. Monoma was not the most patient man but he was passive, he could keep himself together even if his seams were about to burst.
“Y/NNNNNN!!!!” You were welcomed home with a loud whine of your name. Monoma rushed towards you and picked you up without saying anything else.
He dragged you into your shared bedroom and sat you on your bed before closing the bedroom door and kneeling down in front of you. He placed his hands on either side of your legs and watched you intently. The eyeliner that he would put on daily to “make his eyes more appealing”, according to him, was smeared in his half attempt to wipe it off before you got home.
“Ok, so I’m going to need you to talk to me. I love you. You’re literally the love of my life. I worship the floor you walk on. And im-” Monoma cut himself off just as his voice began to break. He had a habit of being overdramatic but he was genuine when it came to you. Monoma never emotionally manipulated you as he did with others, you allowed him too vulnerable and he wanted to offer the same back.
“-Breaking seeing you so stressed. You’ve been forgetting your lunch for a while and you’ve been talking about the migraine you’ve been having. It’s concerning to me.” You tried to deny what he was saying but your stomach betrayed you by letting out a concerning noise. You were running on nothing since you gave your lunch to your friend who had forgotten their own food. You were going to get something to eat but you didn’t have time, you’re lunch break had ended before you even noticed.
“I know…. i -” Monoma hushed you and stood. He pulled you into his arms and laid both of you down on the bed. His legs were sticking out and yours were bent but hanging off the edge of the bed. Your lips wobbled as he kissed your neck and murmured sweet things to you.
Monoma wouldn’t let you go that night, his arms were wrapped tightly around you and his mouth only placed kisses all over your chest to help ground you. He let you cry as much as you pleased and held you without complaint, not that he would, he was starved for your touch. He watched as the tears streamed down your face but he quickly wiped them away with a napkin and went back to holding you. He placed his head on top of your chest and listened to your heart. It made him feel mushy when he was in this position. It’s intimate, so very intimate, and it makes him want to quit everything other than you. He just wanted to lay down on top of you where he knew you would be safe and the world was fine.
“It’s just hard to not- I know I should say no to things when I’m tired but I feel bad and I know that my friends don’t always get a chance to hang out and I haven’t been feeling good-” You choked on your own sobs, fresh tears soaking your skin. Monoma quickly got up and cooed at you as he wiped your tears away again.
“We need to work on that my love.” He chuckled as you continued to cry. The more you expressed yourself to him the more he came to understand that what you were struggling with was not a recent development. It was a long time coming and he somehow didn’t catch on to it until now.
“My love,” Monoma sat up on the bed and lifted you in order to place you on his lap. “Allow me to take care of you. Let’s work on this together.” He pecks your lips and presses you flushed to his body.
The changes were immediate. He made sure to keep track of your eating by setting a timer on both of your phones to simply remind you to buy something to consume. He also made sure to remind you to stay off your phone. As a hero, he was aware that a social media presence was essential but he didn't want that pressure to be passed on to you. He had you sit on his lap while you both watched a movie and kept your and his phone on mute and out of sight so it wouldn't alarm you. Every night, he made sure to shower you with affection and hold you close to him. He reminded you of how much he loved you and kissed you passionately about how he longed to someday make you completely his.
“This precious human,” He laced his fingers with your own, “Is going to be my wife someday, and I need you to be ready for when I get down on one knee and have fireworks with a dance company behind me asking for your hand in marriage.” He chuckled. You also giggled but you simply nuzzled your face into his chest. You felt better as Monoma helped you. He spent more time with you and made sure to give you all of the affection he had.