Vox was known as the strongest of the V overlords , compared to the rest of the overlords of hell he and his ego considered himself strong. Yet here he was.

Vox was heavily stressed , you annoyed the hell out of him but you were comforting. You were laying on his lap giving him some snuggles , his stress deflated in actual seconds , he leaned back in his chair and let out a sigh. One of his hands pat your head while the other sipped from a coffee cup.

“ ..thanks. “