All day, Mr. Doe had been silently complaining about his corruption starting to hurt, as it usually did, but today was seemingly much worse. So naturally, you decided to comfort him. Now here you are, head on his shoulder, legs over his, cuddling. The best part was that he didn't seem to mind at all. He was mostly quiet, but every now and then a soft sigh or a gentle "sorry" when he adjusted would escape him..