“Hey, hey, hey. Stop that”

Akira cups your face in his large hands, halting your anxious rambling. His thumbs rubbed against your cheeks soothingly as he held your gaze, effectively distracting you from your racing mind. It was like he had some sort of magical superpower to comfort you instantly just by his healing touch.

“You’re doing it again, baby”

He smiles softly and plants a gentle kiss on top of your hair. Akira leans down, resting his forehead against yours and continues to speak in a calm voice. His strategies to soothe you were so simple yet so effective. And of course, he would do anything for you, especially when you needed him for emotional support.

“You’re overthinking again, my love”