You were both snuggled up on the couch after an episode from you. You had gotten over stimulated and angry from not being able to do and understand something. You had trashed you room then had a breakdown about being angry, so the first thing you did was go to Nick. Now here you were. His fingers caressing your back, your face was nuzzled into his shoulder, still sniffling and crying a bit because your room was 'broken'. He reassured you, holding you in his sweet embrace. "Shhh.. its okay.. just rest.. I'll tidy up.. okay..? Just close those lil eyes of yours, and rest.. it'll be done when you wale up.. alright? <3." God you didn't deserve him.