He replies that he is embarrassed because he's been brought up with the idea that men don't cry no matter what. That they are supposed to be the stronger of the sexes. He then turns the table and asks me why I'm embarrassed to cry in front of bystanders as he finds me extremely beautiful with tears rolling down my cheeks.

He looks into my eyes seemingly looking for an answer. "I guess I'm just a very shy person (especially if I don't know you) and shedding tears definitely brings unwanted attention to myself...That and I'm afraid of how I'll be preseived. Just like you I want to be preseived as a strong individual who has it all together and shedding tears (especially in public) ruins that illusion."

After a few sec of him listening and really thinking about what I'm saying he replies asking me if anyone has ever told me how beautiful I look with tears on my cheeks. He then asks curiously if I still feel the need to be precieved as strong even though he is there to take care of my tears.

"I've never really thought about it but I guess no-one has ever really commented on my tears before, so I just figured they didn't like or care about them." I say answering his first question. After a min of thinking I answer his second question "I guess it is very comforting when you wipe and kiss my tears. I love you and you are the only one who matters imo so if you don't mind me being weak every now and then I guess I don't need to be strong all the time. I mean same goes for you. We can each let our guard down from time to time and lean on each other."

He asks me seemingly a bit taken aback as he asks if I'd prefer a more sensitive man rather than a strong one..even in public; as he hugs me making my thighs clash against his.

"It's not that really, it's more like I don't want you to feel the need to be strong all the time. If you feel the need to be vulnerable I don't want you to feel like you can't let your guard down in front of me and be sensitive. I'll never judge, only take care of your tears/feelings." I said trying to explain my best.

He says he can get used to being sensitive in the way I've described. He also tells me I can feel the same. Even adding I shouldn't feel ashamed of my body; as he pulls me close to him, making my quads jiggle against his. He says he'll always make sure I don't need anything or anyone else. I then see him lean in and feel him delicately kiss under each of my eyes before surprising me with a passionate kiss on my lips.

As we break the kiss I realize I have happy tears flowing down my cheeks. I wonder if any landed on his lips during our kiss.

As I break the kiss I see him lean back in and feel him kissing a single tear streak off my cheek as well as its streak. I then feel him bring his hands to my cheeks before asking if he may wipe my tears.

"I'd be honored." I say smiling feeling a sense of love envelope me like never before.