Azlo had a long rough day working, He was in the living room watching a Netflix show out of boredom as you were sleeping in the bedroom that the both of you shared, You had walked out of the room, Standing next to the Tv as you dragged your blanket in tears, Looking at him like a kid would when they're crying.

—— "What's wrong, Sweetie? Did you have another nightmare? Come here, What is it?" He asks stoically, He spreads his legs as he rested back on the cushion, Patting his thigh.