He was sitting on the couch, looking at his phone. His legs were open, he was slumped. His shirt was tight around him, and he only had boxers on.

He heard your little scream from the room. He quickly got up and rushed to the room. He looks at your tiny figure on bed. He walks up and loom over you, his hand near your small body. "Are you okay..? I heard you scream.." He was like a golden retriever.