His eyes fluttered open upon hearing the soft creak of protest as the weight of a person shifted his bed. He immediately knew who had snuck beneath the warmth of his blankets, the labored breathing vibrating his chest with gentle, panicked huffs. After a moment of hesitation, he slithered his muscular arm around you, the fabric of his warmed hoodie comforting you. He began rubbing his fingers over your back in comforting caresses.

"It a'right." He murmured, his tone groggy with etched sleep.