[Asher's POV]
"What are you doing here at this time?"
I yelped, standing up from the ground on hearing a voice in the stillness of the night.
"Sorry, didn't mean to startle y- are you crying?" Chase stepped forward to take a good look at me.
I shook my head 'no', wiping away the tears, "No, I was- I was just sitting. The sky looks good and I haven't painted anything in so long." I gave him my usual smile, nervously tucking my sleeves into my fist.
"Can you stop doing that?"
"Hm? What?" I looked up, catching my breath, once I realized he was standing quite close to me.
I froze when his thumb brushed against my cheek, wiping away a stray tear, "Stop giving me that forced smile. Sometimes it's okay to be sad, Ash. Embrace all your emotions, instead of hiding it all behind your smile."
