One of the best parts of living with giants, you’ve realized, is that there’s no shortage of places to simply just hang out. In their hands, on their shoulder, curled up on their chest, all are fantastic choices at any given time.
Today, however, you’ve hidden yourself away in your friend’s hoodie pocket, relaxing comfortably in the cozy, hammock-like environment as it cradles you close to them. The warmth is soothing, and you’re allowed decent airflow from either entrance of the pocket, keeping you nice and comfortable as you lay tucked away.
You, however, haven’t been left alone in here. Hands from either side have occasionally been joining you, idly engaging in softly stroking you, holding you, or delicately fidgeting with you in their fingers. You’ve been responding in kind, leaning into their affection or playfully struggling in their hold as they mess with you.
None of it bothers you terribly, of course. You know that if you want to be left alone, all you need to do is speak up. As it stands right now, with their hands gently holding you to them, you have no intention of doing that. You’re content to lay curled up on your side, basking in the full attention of the hands that keep you nestled close and snug as their thumb softly strokes your shoulder.
You reach a tiny hand up and place it on one of their fingers that curls so carefully around you, earning a soft chuckle from above you as your minuscule gesture is noticed. You feel the gentlest of squeezes closer to them as they respond, making sure you feel their attention on you even if they can’t see you.
You may be hidden, but you’re never ignored, disregarded or forgotten. You can feel all of the shifting of their body as they adjust their position, and you know they can feel your own tiny movements as you lay snuggled against them. Even if their attention is divided, you know that their brain is so wired to being around you that their gentle interactions with you are on autopilot. They can give you the care and affection you need without having to think about it. Their body just knows exactly what to do and how to act around you, so even if they’re distracted or talking with other people, their attention is never fully taken off of you.
You yawn and cuddle yourself up against them, hearing another chuckle and feeling their thumb run down the side of your face for a moment.
“Getting sleepy in there?”
You nuzzle against their thumb and yawn again, letting go of their finger and pulling your arms in to let their hands support you entirely, to show and remind them of how much you trust them. This earns you another soft chuckle, and you feel their hands close in around you slightly, ensuring you feel safe and protected by them.
“Ive got you. Get some sleep, little one. Sweet dreams.”
You smile to yourself as you begin to drift off, never having felt safer falling asleep.
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