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Damian knew something was up with you and so did all your friends. Every time he tried to touch you would either wig out or not respond to it like you usually do, he assumed that he must have done something to upset you. You, on the other hand, had done nothing but overthink about some of the comments you heard from a few mean girls like Eva and Carmella, and then the Twitter comments only seemed to confirm what they were saying so you backed off not wanting to annoy Damian but not realizing you were pushing him away.
It had been nearly three weeks since this happened and Damian has had enough of this. He made his way upstairs to yall's shared room where you had been quiet reading for the past hour and took a seat on the bed which made you look up at him.
"Mi Amada, can we talk?" He asked gently placing a hand on your leg.
"Sure, what's up?" You ask closing your book and setting it on the table.
"I was hoping that we could talk about what's been going on between us?" He said looking at you.
"What's there to talk about?" You said pretending not to know what he was referring to.
"The past three weeks! You have barely let me touch or show any type of affection in public, or when I do, you ignore me. Did I do something and not remember? Because if I did, I'm sorry." He says making your heart hurt as you realized how much you had been hurting him.
"It's not you....it's me and god it's really stupid because I didn't think it would've affected me this long." You said.
"Sweetheart, what's going on?" He asked looking at you concerned.
"Umm the resident mean girls who normally don't bother me, well I overheard them talking about how clingy I was with you and how annoyed you seemed by it, and I thought I would just forget about it but then I went on Twitter and saw some of the same comments so I figured that maybe I was annoying you by being upon you 24/7 but didn't think it would affect me this long." You said on the verge of tears.
"Hey, hey it's okay. Sweetheart, I love that physical touch is one of your love languages. Do you know how long it's been since I had someone show me that much physical touch the way you do?" He said.
"Really?" You asked kinda shocked.
"Of Course, trust me I would've told you if I thought you constantly being with me was annoying me or whatever but it doesn't, in fact, one of my favorite things that you do is when you're cold instead of grabbing a blanket, you snuggle into me." He said reaching for your hand.
"I'm sorry." You said.
"It's alright. Just promise you will come to talk to me next time something's bothering you?" He asked as you nodded your head before wrapping your arms around him.
