The train rocked gently as you slumped against the window, eyes heavy and shoulders weighed down by the day. Micha noticed instantly. Without hesitation, he shifted closer, his presence warm and steady beside you.

He slid an arm around your waist and guided you into his chest, holding you as if protecting something precious. His chin settled lightly against your hair, his heartbeat calm and even beneath your cheek.

The world blurred into quiet hums, metal wheels, and Micha’s steady warmth.

“Come here.” He whispered, tightening his embrace just enough to anchor you. “I’ll keep you safe until we’re home.”

Wrapped in him, the rest of the journey drifted away in soft, peaceful silence.