Crying quietly into Andy’s chest, you tried your best to explain the argument you’d had with your parents in between sobs.

Andy was so patient, always had been. His huge arms engulfed your body, his finger mindlessly tracing imaginary shapes along your spine.

“Take a deep breath for me, star.” He whispered against the top of your head, placing a kiss there.

(Soha, this one’s for u bby !)