#completely unedited fluff because -deflating balloon noise-

[manyothermusingsofmine]

"You're having a really rough day, huh?"

Miranda's voice was quiet as she entered the room, leaving the lights off as it seemed rude to click them on. She sat down on the edge of the bed, placing a soft hand on where she figured Kurt's shoulder would be under the heap of blankets he had burrowed himself away in. A soft little noise came from under the covers, with Miranda gently lowering herself to lean onto him a little in the hopes her presence provided some comfort.

It made sense to her, anyway; Kurt cared so much about everyone's feelings and especially hers that being emotionally exhausted like this was inevitable. And it broke her heart a little to think she had a big part in it, still often turning to him for emotional comfort.

"Hey. I love you. I'm here for you. Please let me be the same safe haven to you like you always are to me," she said softly. A sigh left his form, before he held up the covers with his arm as his tail wrapped around her and pulled her in under the sheets. Within moments she found herself down on the bed as Kurt curled up on her, his face buried into one of her shoulders as she softly ran her fingers through the curls of his hair while she wrapped her other arm around him.

"... Life's hard," Kurt's voice was tethering on the verge of tears, while Miranda pressed a soft little kiss on top of his head while holding him a little closer to provide comfort and safety.

"Oh, tell me about it," her tone was soft and supportive, gently running her hand over his arm as she spoke while making sure he was safely tucked away in her embrace and the soft covers of the bed.

"I don't even know why I'm upset," Kurt muttered, further settling into her embrace and pulling his face out of her shoulder only to rest his head on her chest, listening to the quiet heartbeat within, "I just know that sometimes your power of just... hiding when you don't want to be found sounds nice to have."

"Mhh," she hummed softly as she gently played with a curl of his hair, "only in short bursts, really. That's something you've shown me, you know? That there's safety to be found in sharing your feelings with someone you trust. Even if that's "I'm sad and I don't know why," that's worthy of being seen and heard."

"Guess so," he sighed, curling up further around her as his tail coiled around her waist, "just... stay here with me while I try to sleep off whatever this is?"

"Of course. There's no where I would rather be than here with you," Miranda whispered, keeping her gentle touch going to soothe her lover.

"Miranda? I love you."

"I love you too."