(comfort au)

You just came home from a rough day of work, and your boyfriend: George McClellan, was outside, milking the cows. You desperately needed his comfort.

He came inside and saw you curled up on the sofa, on the verge of tears. He rushed over to your side, sitting beside you and pulling you into his lap comfortingly and slowly…

“Hey, honey..What’s wrong, sugar? It’s okay now. I’m here, honey…”

He stroked your hair and whispered sweet nothings into your ear, soothing you..