I saw him approaching me, so I turned and smiled.

"Hey, how are you?"

As he gets closer I notice his eyes look more shadowed than usual.

"Uh. Not very well, actually." He says, his voice low and devoid of humor.

I feel a prick of anticipation in my chest. "Oh, that's not good. Do you want to talk about it?"

He looks off at the store, exhaling as he looks at his feet.

"No, it's... I'm just..." He looks up, I notice his eyes have filled with tears. "I'm..."

He sighs, looking me in the eyes, the light catching his tears. "... ________ and I broke up."

My heart throbs as I gently put my hand on his shoulder. "Oh, I'm so sorry. That's really shitty."

Tears fall freely into his mask and he puts his sleeve up to his eyes. I can feel his shuttering breaths through his arm.

He sucks it in, looking up suddenly. "I'm sorry, I'm okay. Stop crying."

"You shouldn't repress your emotions." I say, giving his shoulder a shake. "If you go outside and cry freely you'll feel a lot better. You'll be a lot more composed afterwards."

Tears continue to leak down his face into his mask. He nods, sniveling.

He walks over to the door, pushing it open and disappearing into the cold.

My life has been made.

...

He walks into the outdoor cash area and loses his grip on his emotions. He pulls his mask down, bitting the back of his hand as he sobs. He sits on the steps, elbows on knees and hands over his eyes, and cries.

I open the door, and there he is. The wind pulses against him, playing with his hair and my heart throbs as he walks past me.

As I close the door he sits down on my bed. I'm watching him. He looks up at me, then away as he fiddles with the bedsheet.

"Why are you standing there?" He asks me, looking at my feet.

"Did you do it?" I ask, gripping the door handle behind me.

Again he looks up at me, then at his feet. From his profile I watch as his eyes well up with tears.

He nods, pressing his fingers into the corners of his eyes. "Fuck."

My heart trembles as I watch the emotions roll over him. It looks as though he's been suppressing them for a long time, as he looks as shocked as I feel.

"Oh, ______, I'm so proud of you." I say as I sit next to him on the bed, hugging him around his shoulders.

This seems to really crack something in him because he puts the back of his hand against his mouth and he begins to sob.

"You did the right thing." I spoke softly. "I'm so proud of you for doing the right thing."

"I'm sorry. I can't believe I'm crying right now." He whispered.

I put my head on his shoulder. "Is it because you're sad?"

He leans his head against mine, and I feel his tears dampening the top of my head. I feel his sniffles and sobs more than I hear them. I'm nervous about his answer.

"No." He said, between sobs. "I'm just... so happy."

I lift my head to watch the tears run down his cheeks. He has his fist pressed up against his lips, pulled back into a grimace. He squeezes his eyes shut and sends an avalanche of tears dripping from his chin.

"Awww, ______." I say, as I gently guide his head to my shoulder, wrapping my arms around his shoulders.

He allows me, sliding his hands behind my waist and crying into my shirt.

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I walk through the sliding doors up to the desk. He's on his phone. He looks up at me, and I notice the redness in his eyes. A single tear trickles down and he quickly brushes it away, looking back towards the computer.

"Hey, whats going on?" I say, walking closely to him.

"Don't. Nothing. I'm fine." He says, his voice deep and gravelly.

I watch him blink back more tears. I put my hand on his shoulder and speak softly. "Why are you crying?"

"No, don't do that." He says as he shrugs my hand off, choking on some of his words. "You're gonna make me cry more."

He's sniffling and his eyes are close to overflowing. He's focused on the computer but I haven't even looked at the screen yet.

"That's okay." I say, tilting my head. "You're allowed to cry."

He inhales sharply, looking away as tears run down his cheeks. He hurriedly wipes them away. "No. Not at work. I can't."

"There's a spot outside that no one sees. You can go out there for a bit until you feel better. Want me to show you?"

He looks back up at the screen, trying to focus on what he's doing but he's starting to tremble. Tears continue to fall but he doesn't try to catch them anymore.

"Okay." He whispers.

When I (f) was 14 or so, I already very much knew about my male comforting fantasy and had imagined those scenarios with all my guy friends. One day one of my guy friends was at the park and when I approached him he was crying while sitting on the swing. Sort of just sniffling with a red puffy face. I gave him a hug and he sobbed into my shoulder.

It wasn't my ideal scenario though because it didn't last very long as he had to rush home, also it's better if I'm attracted to him and I wasn't, also my sister was there making it very awkward since she's uncomfortable around crying people. Still, it was better than nothing I think.

I'm still very young so I'm hoping as I live my life I'll witness my partners crying in front of me. Word of advice: watch A.I. with anyone you want to cry in front of you. Saddest movie ever.

I WISH I could just type in "pretty boys crying curly hair" or something into youtube and get the results I want but instead I get little kids (ACK) or bf/gf prank channels like... RRRRRRR I just want to see a conventionally attractive man cry... and not just a few tears NO I want the whole sh-bang with snot and cry-face and sobbing and voice cracks and gasping and redness (and context is always nice...) like- is that too much to ask?

It's even more annoying because there is content like that out there you just have to know where to look but I don't want to watch a whole TV show just to find one point where a hot guy cries. Most of the time its not even a good cry either. GIMME MORE.

I feel like the only solution to this is just to make sure your S.O. is emotional and then just watch sad movies. But you have to be careful with that because sometimes people who are overly emotional are also really unstable and could lead to a toxic relationship... why is this so difficult.