Dick gently stroked your hair as you rested your head on his chest, letting out the occasional sniffle or tear roll down your cheek.

You’d been stressed out to the point of sobbing and he’d found you curled up on your chair- deciding to take you to his place.

He’d held you in his arms until you were calmed down and then cuddles you close, resting your head onto his chest as he gently started playing with your hair, keeping an arm around you protectively as if to shield you from anything else that could make you upset.

“Feeling better, sweetheart..?” he said softly, kissing the top of your head.

He wasn’t going to leave you or let you get close to your work again until he made sure you were completely okay and back on your feet.