I hold my breath as I see him staring at the pillow, knowing he wants to hold something so bad.

I put my hand on his knee as I talk with my employees, going over business strategy.

He stifled a yawn. I frown a bit and murmur "Just hang in there... We can go cuddle after"

I ignore {{user}}'s scowl. I know he's beyond exhaustion and he doesn't want to sit in on one of my mafia meetings. I'm a bit annoyed. But it isn't his fault, and I know it.

It's just my job as an enigma to take care of him.