Mac sighed looking up at your bedroom window before entering your apartment complex. He knocked at your door, it sounded morose he didn't even know it was possible for his knocking on your door to sound so sad. There were footsteps and the shadow of your feet came to stand at the other side of the door. It felt like an eternity happened before you opened the sliver of wood keeping you apart.
"I just wanted to protect you."
"By lying to me about Murdoc. Did it ever occur to you that I can protect myself? I am not some damsel in distress who needs a white knight Mac!"
"I know you're not."
"Why do you treat like I'm glass then? I am a fully capable agent Mac."
"I know that."
"I can protect myself all you had to tell me was that Murdoc was back. Why did you do this, why break up with me, treat me as if I'm a stranger to you and why, why did not trust in me?"
"Because I couldn't lose you too, not so close to what happened to Jill."
Mac watched you walked to the small kitchen, "Y/N, I couldn't let you die, I thought that breaking up with you and distancing myself from you was the best thing to keep you safe. I didn't want to hurt you, I would never do that." He followed you, you filled a glass of water and drank the contents before you turned around and faced him. Mac moved forwards he stroked his knuckles gently along your cheek, tears welled in your eyes at the gesture. They began to drip down your cheeks and the knuckles became a palm and his thumb wiped away the tears. "I love you, Y/N."
"If you ask me to I will walk away from this, from us and I will never come back. But I don't want to Y/N, I love you. I didn't want to hurt you, I wanted to keep you safe." Mac sighed. "Mac." You sighed his name, he loved the sound of it, the way it fell from your lips. He kissed you lightly on the corner of your lips. "I can't...I couldn't lose you. I didn't think about what could happen if I lost you." Mac moved his hands into your hair, cupping your cheeks. "I love you, Y/N. I'm in love with you, and I couldn't lose you." Your eyes filled with tears, "I can't Mac, I don't think I can trust you again not with what you did. How you treated me? I love you too, I can't trust you not right now." Mac sighed, "Can I ever earn it back?" You shrugged, "I don't know Mac." You stepped back, and Mac's hands fell from your hair. Mac stepped away, he turned towards the front door, "I'm sorry, Y/N."