— comfort (ू˃̣̣̣̣̣̣︿˂̣̣̣̣̣̣ ू)

Lukas stirred and turned in his sleep, beginning to tug on the blanket of his sleeping bag before he held it over his head; Covering his ears.. till he eventually realized who these whimpers belonged to.

Without missing a beat, Lukas practically ripped his blanket off of himselg, pushing himself as he sat up; Yawning while he rubbed his eyes lazily, his gaze shifting onto Jesse.

“ ..Are you okay? ” Lukas mumbled, catching the latter's attention.