Anon lay in bed, curled up in a ball as the covers covered them from head to toe. The thought of moving and going out to start their day was just not on their agenda. The motivation to do so was just not there. Their headphones were on as they scrolled through their phone, finding maybe an ounce of motivation to get up and do what they had to do today.
As Anon lay in bed with their headphones on, listening to their favourite songs, they felt a pair of arms wrap gently around them. Pulling the blanket off their head, they turned to see their loving husband, Childe. With a warm smile, he leaned in close.
“Sweetheart, you okay?” He asked, his hand rubbing small gentle circles on their arm as he held them close.
Anon only shook their head before turning to face him. The blanket on them shifted as they wrapped their arms around him, finding comfort in his presence.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Childe asked, his other hand resting on the back of Anon’s head, gently stroking their hair. He looked at them with a soft, caring gaze. “Or I could just stay here and keep you company until you feel a bit better… if that’s okay with you, love?”