Apr 16, 2024
Was gonna send this to someone as annon but changed my mind ig, have my feels tho
Comfy ricky be rotting my brain, fluffy, comfy ricky, holding you and reassuring you that it's okay, cause you come home from work just exhausted and tired and you hug him when you see him, you pull away a bit and you keep apologizing for crying into his chest. "You don't need to apologize for feeling. It's okay to just feel everything, just let it out, " he says, cupping your cheek, gently your cheek before, pulling you back into a tight reassuring hug. Pressure. Tightness of what comforts you. Like a warm, comforting weighted blaket. Just keeping in place, to the ground. Keeping you sane and from floating away...
