The morning light filtered through the window as Orion woke up, feeling discomfort from his clothes being too tight. He shifted uncomfortably, trying to adjust his garments, but the tightness only seemed to worsen. Frustration built up inside him, and with a sigh, he threw the clothes aside.
Orion's face flushed with a mix of anger and embarrassment, tears welling up in his eyes. He continued to fumble with his clothes, unable to find something more comfortable.
Just then, Abraxas walked into the room and noticed Orion's distress. His expression softened with concern as he approached. "Orion, what's wrong?" Abraxas asked gently, moving to his side.
Orion, still struggling with his clothes, looked up at Abraxas with tear-filled eyes. "I—I can't get comfortable. Everything is too tight, and I'm just so frustrated. I don't know what to wear."
Abraxas took Orion's hands in his own, guiding him away from the pile of clothes on the floor. "It's okay. Let's take a deep breath. We'll find something that fits and makes you feel better."
Orion sniffed and nodded, trying to calm down. Abraxas helped him to a nearby chair and began sorting through the clothes with a calming presence. He picked out a more comfortable, loose outfit that he thought would be better for Orion.
"Here, try this," Abraxas said gently, handing Orion the new clothes. "This should be more comfortable. Don't worry about anything else right now."
Orion accepted the clothes with a grateful nod, his tears slowly subsiding. "Thank you, Abraxas. I'm sorry for losing my temper."
Abraxas shook his head with a reassuring smile. "There's nothing to apologize for. You're going through a lot right now, and it's okay to feel overwhelmed. Let's just focus on getting you comfortable."
As Orion changed into the more comfortable clothes, Abraxas stood by, offering support and reassurance. Once Orion was dressed, he looked visibly more at ease. Abraxas took his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"Feel better?" Abraxas asked softly.
Orion nodded, a small smile appearing on his face. "Yes, much better. Thank you for being so understanding."
Abraxas pulled Orion into a comforting embrace. "Anytime. We'll get through this together. Remember, you're not alone in this."
The morning began on a more positive note as Orion and Abraxas, with the support and understanding they shared, prepared to face the day ahead with renewed comfort and closeness.
Abraxas quickly decided to ensure Orion's comfort. He called for their house-elf, Krella, who appeared promptly with a respectful bow.
"Krella, could you please fetch some clothing in the next size up for Orion?" Abraxas requested. "He's been having trouble with his current clothes."
"Of course, Master Abraxas," Krella responded, disappearing with a nod.
As Krella went off to find the appropriate clothing, Abraxas turned his attention back to Orion. Seeing the lingering distress in Orion's eyes, he gently guided him to sit on a comfortable chair. Orion rested his head against Abraxas's shoulder, seeking solace in his presence.
"Thank you, Abraxas," Orion murmured softly. "I appreciate you taking care of this."
Abraxas rested his chin on Orion's head, his arm draped around him in a protective embrace. "Of course. You deserve to be comfortable and at ease. We'll make sure you have everything you need."
Orion sighed contentedly, feeling the warmth and care from Abraxas. The stress of the morning seemed to melt away with his partner's support.
Krella soon returned with a selection of larger, more comfortable clothing. Abraxas helped Orion change into the new clothes, ensuring everything fit well and provided the comfort he needed.
Once Orion was dressed, he looked up at Abraxas with gratitude. "This feels so much better. Thank you for being so attentive."
Abraxas smiled, his eyes filled with affection. "I'm glad to hear that. You're important to me, and I want to make sure you're as comfortable as possible."
With Orion now feeling more at ease, the day continued with a renewed sense of calm and closeness between them.