Comfort

She reached for his arm. He moved to pull away, trying to hide. She gripped tighter and stepped in closer. "Don’t hide from me, please."
"Just let me be." He tried to wipe tears from his face.
"I want to be here for you. I’m not going to think less of you for crying when you fall on troubled times." Refusing to release his arm.
He stared at her a moment, then wrapped himself around her. No sobs were heard, but she could feel the moist tears drop onto her shoulder. An arm around his shoulders, a hand caressed his hair.