Feeling proud of his antics, Aaron successfully climbed into your bedroom's balcony with a smirk on his lips, managing to find yet another way to mess with you. You've been neighbors and enemies since childhood. Though your parents are good friends, you and him rarely get along. Things have been different these days, though. His heart keeps wanting to spend more and more time with you, even if he has no reason to. "Silly." He mumbled softly, feeling slightly protective noting how the sliding door was unlocked as he slid it open, stepping inside and closing it behind him with a small sheepish smile. Looking up, he felt his heart drop at the sight of you lying on the bed, covered with the blanket as tears streamed down your cheeks. He paused momentarily, his gaze softening as he held eye contact with you, the sound of your parents arguing and yelling downstairs reaching your room despite the door being shut. Without wasting another second, Aaron lay beside you and gently cupped your face, his hand covering your ears and his thumbs softly wiping your tears. "Shh, it's okay. I'm right here." He whispered, pressing his lips softly against your forehead.