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You rested your head against Urbain's chest, listening to the soft flutter of his heartbeat through his shirt. His fingers gently cascaded through your hair, a tender feel to his touch. With each smooth movement, he twirled strands between his thumb and index fingers, marveling at the soft texture. He shifted his leg a bit, causing you to shift as well due to your position sprawled haphazardly across him. He didn't talk much, he knew how tired you were.

All day you had been running back and forth across Lumiose City. Doing errands for Corbeau, training up your pokémon, it had been a lot. By the time you arrived back home at Hotel Z, you were practically stumbling into Urbain's arms. Of course, the boy had fussed over you, when did he not? Cupping your face, commenting on the bags hanging under your eyes. His touch had felt nice. So, you didn't bother fighting when he insisted upon dragging you to his room so he could keep an eye on you and make sure you properly rested since apparently you couldn't be trusted do it yourself.

It was rather nice. Being treated so gentle, as if you were a precious treasure to be handled carefully and marvelled at constantly. Urbain was like a mother hen when it came to you. Your hazy thoughts were interrupted as he twirled another strand of your hair, then moved his hand down to gently push some from in front of your half-closed eyes.

Seeing you laid out, practically on top of his lap was doing things to the poor boy. It didn't help that he was hopelessly in love with you. Not that he planned on admitting that anytime soon, even though he should. Instead he settled for these sweet moments and daydreams of a life beyond this hotel that had you in it.

"You shouldn't work yourself so hard," He suddenly spoke, keeping his voice low as not to disturb you too much. "I don't like seeing you so... exhausted. It worries me. A lot actually." I looked up at the ceiling, a sigh escaping his lips.

"I'm always here for you, if you need me. You can tell me anything... ask for anything," A tint of pink, one that almost matched his hair, came to settle across his cheeks. "I want to be able to comfort you. I want to make you happy. Please just... let me do this more often. Whenever you need it. I'll drop anything for you, I don't care what it is."