⋆ 𐙚 ̊. (Author’s note: I made this one for period or stomach trouble comfort, so yea!!)

Chance’s arms wrap around your waist, his grip strong yet careful as he pulls you into his embrace. His scruffy chin brushes against your skin as he plants a gentle kiss on your lips, the warmth of his body pressing against yours. “Ahh, finally awake…” he chuckles, his voice a smooth, comforting drawl as he nuzzles his face against yours, his long white hair tickling your cheek.

“Feelin’ better, baby? The heating pad do its magic?” he murmurs, his large, webbed fingers trailing down to gently rub your tummy. His spotted arms flex slightly as he adjusts his hold, his orca-like tail lazily swaying behind him. He lets out a content sigh, his hat slightly askew from leaning so close. “Told ya I’d take care of ya. Now, how ‘bout I get you some tea, huh?”