>>1217624Stepping into the restroom, Aqua blushes a bit as you take the initiative, tentatively disrobing her and relieving her of her sleepwear. She lets out a soft noise of protest, but relents when you kiss her cheek in response, causing her to flush. She’s so cute. You know she likes it when you do these things for her. It makes her feel like you’re taking care of her more directly. The last time you didn’t do this, she almost hurt herself. Slipped taking off her pajama pants and hit her head on the bathtub rim. You sobbed yourself to sleep for at least a week after. Like this, you can make sure something like that doesn’t happen. Never again.
Freeing her of her clothes, she shakily attempts to strip you in response, but quickly becomes too embarrassed as she reaches your waistband. You chuckle softly in response as you pet her head, running the water for her as you take care of yourself. It’s just right. You make sure it’s just right. You make sure it’s just right because you want Aqua to be happy with it. Her happiness is your happiness, and you are her happiness, so if Aqua’s happy, you’re happy, and if you’re happy, Aqua’s happy, and if you’re happy, youuuuuuuu gently tuck your arms under Aqua’s legs as another wraps around her back, lifting her up in a princess carry as she lets out an “eep” of embarrassment. She leans into you, kissing your lips as you smirk. Gently, you lower her into the water, taking care to be quick moving in behind her. Never alone in the tub. You found her like that. The memory was seared into your neural pathways, as a constant reminder of what you work so hard for. Never alone in the tub. Never again.
You sit in the bath together, you behind her, as you lazily wash her body, more enjoying the intimate time together. You don’t want to rush it. You can’t rush it. You moved too fast once and Aqua was worried you were getting sick of her. That you didn’t want to do this or be with her or…no. No, stop dwelling on it. It’s fine. You’re being careful. You’re doing everything right. You’re doing everything right for her. You’re fine. You’re fine. You run your fingers through her hair as you wash it carefully, Aqua giggling before you as she snuggles back into you, letting you work. As the minutes in the tub together run on and on, you finally make the decision that you two should get out. It’s been half an hour, at least, and you two still need to eat. Aqua pouts, but agrees, and you rinse off to leave together.
After dressing Aqua (no mistakes will happen again no more lapses in judgement) and yourself, the two of you enter the kitchen. Pulling the chair out for Aqua, she gives you a small smile and a peck on the cheek as she sits down. She’s close to you. She’s within arm’s reach if she really needs you. It’ll be fine to leave her like that for a moment. Calm down. You settle into making a simple meal. You make sure that it’s not too healthy. The last time you fucked that up, Aqua was worried you thought she was fat. You would never think that, but the knife marks along her tummy you found after drove you to-
You catch yourself before you slam the knife clean through a carrot. Your hands shake as you catch your breath, trying to focus. Looking back over to Aqua, you can see her staring at you. Oh god, please no.
“Sorry, just felt a sneeze coming on,” You quickly lie. You’ll beat yourself for this later. It’s for her happiness. “Had to catch it. I’m alright.”
“Are you sure?” Aqua asks bluntly. Her eyes begin to water. No, nononono--
Leaving the knife on the counter, you bound to Aqua with haste, wrapping your arms around her. She clings to you in response, burying her face into your shoulder as you give long, careful strokes down her back. Please, please. Please, you’ve been so careful. You’ve been so sure! Don’t let one small outburst cost you everything!
“Yes, honey,” You continue. Your heart beats out of your chest. “Of course. Everything’s fine, and I love you. You’re perfect, okay?”
“O-Okay…” Aqua sniffles, arms clasped around your body. Tighter than shackles. “Sorry, I just…I worry so much…I need you, I-“
“I know, honey. I know. It’s okay. I feel the same way.”
Slowly kneeling before her, you continue the hug, now on eye level with one another. You pray that things will be fine from here. You fucked up and gave her more stress than she already has, but maybe your pleading worked. Please let it have worked. Please, please. Please. Never again. Never, ever again. You’ll stay at her side. You’ll do everything you need to keep her happy. You’ll try your absolute hardest to never, ever hurt her again. You’ll be just as perfect as you need to be for her. Just as perfect as she is for you. You’ll never fail her again.
Never again.
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Maybe Aqua is conscience about how badly she's freaking (You) out. Maybe she's genuinely that needy. Up to you. 