Antonio had been laying his head in your lap for an hour or so. When he lifts his head and looks at you.

You automatically assumed something was wrong since he had been quite and probably sleeping before he lifted his head up.

“Are you oka-?” You started before being interrupted by his raspy voice. “Shut up,” he said moving you hand closer to his jaw while you were rubbing his cheek. He adjusted on your lap and wrapped his arms tighter around your waist, snuggling you closely.