"How do you cope with it, Pitch? Being alone for so long."
The boogeyman froze, gilded eyes searching Cupid's face. She looked pensive... upset in a way Pitch had grown familiar with.
"I don't..." he murmured honestly. Cupid looked up at him, a pang of pity in her heart. She had only been around 200 years and the feeling was unbearable. But maybe it was different for a being made of fear.
"I want it to stop... this ache..." she croaked, scrunching up her nose as tears burned into her eyes. Pitch knelt beside her, reaching out a large hand to touch her arm. "The ache never truly goes away.." he said softly. "But you don't have to be alone. We can be alone together." he said softly.
"Alone..? Together.?" she echoed, feeling her heart thump in her chest. He was right. Despite her loneliness, he was always there, the shadow in the night who chased away her sorrows with sweet words and gentle touches.
"B-But what about my friends? The Guardians? I have so many people around me and yet I still feel unseen. Is.. Is there something wrong with me?" she whispered.
"No no not at all my little dove... not at all. Your mind is playing tricks on you my dear. Don't listen to it. You are loved and cared for." Pitch murmured, brushing a hand across one of her cheeks. "You are safe and you are loved.
"But it doesn't feel like it.." she sniffled, voice becoming strained. "I feel like... like an imposter. People say they see me as this great Guardian of love, that they care deeply for me. But every time it feels like a sham. I'm still outcast. Still alone." she hiccuped, as tears quietly rolled down her burning cheeks.
Pitch's heart ached seeing her cry. He knew his words weren't reaching her, so he did what he knew best with her: silence. Quietly he crawled into bed beside her, pressing her smaller form against his chest. His free hand rose to stroke her head, shushing her gently in a way he knew made her melt.
Cupid quietly wept into his chest, clinging to his robes and the pink teddybear. Her sobs didn't last long though, crying was tiring and his cool body helped calm her flushed skin.
"Sshhh..." Pitch cooed, "My darling cherub... I see you."
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