It was a hard time of the year. That was for sure.
Everyone was getting excited about the parade and the contest the guild was throwing out for the event. A new theme for each year they had decided but no beauty contest.
It was a hard time for him.
Of course, they didn't say anything and participated just as much as he was to everything else, by watching the others helping with a smirk and grumbling every time his help was requested. He didn't look sorry and nobody was scolding him for that but she could see he had that bleak gaze in his eyes.
It was only at night, when they were still panting and sweating, snuggled in his sheets, that he found the courage to hold her close for too long. And she found no other way of comforting him that wrapping her arms around him and pulling him even closer.
"It's okay." She whispered, stroking his hair and kissing him lightly on the cheek.
And neither wanted to move.