hey relax
ethan watched as you paced back and fourth stressed about work, doing so many things at once without even realizing.
he noticed you looked tired and he felt bad for you — no matter how much he told you to sit down, you shut him up, replying with a "soon"
you grabbed some papers, reading them with squinted eyes due to a migraine creeping up on you for the 3rd time this week.
you slammed them on the desk in front of you, making ethan jump and let out a big sigh — ending with a sob.
you heard ethan stand up from his chair and slowly walk over to you with his heavy feet.
he placed a hand on your shoulder and gently turned you around to face him.
"baby" he whispered to you. you didn't respond, your head faced down towards the ground with the papers you slammed back in your tense hands.
a single tear fell from your face and on to the floor.
"look at me" he said smoothly.
still refusing, ethan took a single finger and placed it under you chin, making you look at him. his eyes were filled with concern and distress, worried about you.
"i'm fine ethan..i need to keep work-"
he softly took the papers out of your hands and put it on the table and pulled you towards the couch. he sat down and you sat on his lap.
you changed your position, ethan now cradling you like a big baby and whispering comforting things to you.
"i hate seeing you like this, it hurts me" he spoke.
you heard him, but didn't feel like answering as you started to fall asleep.
—
mars
