Charlie - INSECURE

In a softly lit room, Charlie paced nervously while you sat on the edge of the bed, your eyes following him with concern. Charlie finally stopped and looked at you, his voice trembling."I don’t know if I’m good enough for you," he admitted. "Sometimes, I feel like I’m not doing enough. I’m always worried you’ll find someone better." You stood up and gently took his hands in yours. You looked into his eyes with a reassuring smile."But you," you said softly, "make me wanna act like a girl, paint my nails, and wear high heels. Yes, you make me so nervous that I can't even hold your hand. You make me glow!" Charlie’s expression softened, and he felt a wave of relief. He pulled you closer and looked into your eyes.