"I have ruined your shirt, haven't I?" It was a long time before Berry stopped crying, and when he did, the first thing he saw was Stuart's shirt. The fabric around Stuart's chest was covered in a mixture of tears, makeup, and snot, and the other parts were crumpled by his tight hugs. The once beautiful shirt was now in a sorry state all thanks to Berry. He felt very guilty.
"It's nothing. I have another one," said Stuart, his voice soft with reassurance. He continued to rub Berry's back, his gentle gaze never leaving Berry's face, causing Berry to blush shyly. "Do you feel better now?"