I see you eyes begin to sparkle with the remaining sunlight as it reflects the tears that are slowly filling your eyes.

Based on what we just talked, I expect you to not put too much effort holding back.

I get a bit distracted when I hear footsteps coming towards us.

I see your tears filling your eyes to the brim. I softly brush my hand through your hair, lightly caressing your outer cheek. "It's ok, you can release it, nobody will judge you".

I see your tears slowly rolling down your cheeks, leaving a thin, shiny path through the middle of your cheeks and your face quite flushed.

I see past you, John is dumbfounded, I think he knows, or at least can hint, that you are crying. He sees my open hands approaching your face, I slowly erase your thin tear streaks, following its path until I catch your tears with the pad of my index and middle fingers.

I see John getting up to come to face you (seems he didn't want to turn you around). Another wave of tears streaked your cheeks, I softly wiped them with the back of my fingers, following the streak until the tear was catched. John knelt next to me, not knowing what to do.

Knowing you wanted John to comfort you, and especially, that I wouldn't be here all the time to do so, when the next wave of tears fell down your cheeks, I took John's hand and, with the back of his fingers, clumsily and a little bit too rough, I wiped your tears with his fingers. I told him: "Never let her cry without taking good care of her, always kiss and wipe her tears when you have the opportunity to do so".

At that moment I leaned and kissed a tear from your cheek, then wiped all your tear streaks, allowing John to take my place...

Last edited by Amans lacrimae (June 12, 2021 10:56 pm)

Ray's POV:

I see John is still frozen, as if he had never seen Christina cry, I saw Christina briefly smile at me, I took that as a thank you for taking care of my tears gratitude smile, she was still blushing a little bit. Then, a new wave of tears started to roll down your cheeks, despite your closed eyes, leaving their mark where I had previously dried it. This time I allowed your tears to linger longer on your cheeks, as I expected John to take care of them. To my surprise he is still not moving, and more surprised I am when you took his left hand, guiding it to your cheek.

I see you are slowly guiding his hand, not too accurately, to the middle of your right cheek, he is not getting it quickly, and I, seeing a tear from your left cheek already taking the curve to your neck, decided to wipe it with the palm of my hand, caressing your upper neck, chin and lower cheek. I feel you trembling a bit as John...

I smile at Christina, seeing John is finally taking initiative and slowly move to leave John a place to sit.