You were exhausted. The weight of the day had finally caught up to you, and you hadn’t even realized how quiet you’d become. Normally, when he teased you, you’d bite back instantly, throwing his words right back at him.

But today, you just couldn’t.

You barely reacted when he leaned against the desk beside you, arms crossed, smirking like always. “What, no comeback today? You’re making this too easy.”

You hummed half-heartedly, barely looking up.

His smirk faded.

“…Hey.”

Silence.

He nudged your arm. “Did I actually annoy you this time?” His voice was quieter now, and when you still didn’t respond, he frowned. That teasing, smug energy of his disappeared in an instant.

You were too drained to be surprised when he suddenly grabbed your wrist and pulled you forward.

His arms wrapped around you, firm but careful, like he wasn’t sure if you’d push him away. But you didn’t. You just sank into him, letting the warmth of his embrace settle the ache in your chest.

He sighed against your hair. “I don’t like seeing you like this.”