You were laying on the couch, relaxing and watching TV when your lover, Tomas, walked in. His eyes were half lidded, and he carried himself in a sluggish way, not really like his usual self. Before you could open your mouth to ask what was wrong, he practically jumped into your arms, resting his head against your chest and wrapping his arms around you. He held you tight, breathing a long sigh of relief, causing some of the visible tension in his shoulders to release. He doesn't say a word, only nuzzles into you