tom walks into your room after hearing you cry, to see you pulling at your shirt. It became clear to him you were having a meltdown. “is everything okay?”

“It’s too tight.. i can’t-“ before you can finish, he grabs your hands. “Wait.” he says, before walking out of the room. A few minutes later, he returns with one of his shirts. “Put this on instead?” he offers the shirt, and you grab it.

He sits down next to you after you put on the oversized shirt. “Is that better..?”