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Copia was sitting in his office, working on some paperwork that he had gotten behind on when you walked in quietly. You didn't want to disturb him, you knew he was a busy man plus it was pretty late at this point. You considered turning around and walking out until he noticed you, "Good evening dear, how can I help you?" He asked with a gentle smile on his face. He set his pen down and laid his hands on his desk. You hesitated for a second, you felt silly coming to him just because you had felt lonely and wanted his attention. He noticed your hesitation and pushed his chair back, he opened his arms in invitation to you. You walked over to him and slowly sat on his lap as he closed his arms around you and held you. You felt tears begin to build up and you sniffed slightly, copia didn't seem to notice or if he did he didn't mention it, he simply held you tightly and began humming a quiet tune. “I’m sorry” you whispered, “what ever could you be sorry for tesoro?” he asked. “I didn’t want to bother you, I know how busy-” before you could finish your sentence, copia placed a gentle finger under your chin and lifted your face up to his, “never apologize for coming to see me, you are precious and I always cherish our time together. Especially when you really need me.” he said as he looked at you with a soft smile. He ran his hand over your hair and placed a soft kiss on your forehead. Tears began to fall from your eyes this time, you felt silly and like a child but he just held you tighter and hummed to you as he rubbed your back until you stopped crying and your breathing evened out. When you had finally calmed down and could look up at him he handed you a tissue from his desk and smiled at you gently, “would you like to talk about it?” he whispered, you shook your head and sighed. He placed another kiss on your head, “okay” he said softly. “Would you like to sleep?”, you nodded and he moved back to stand. He placed his arm around you and began to walk you in the direction of his room, when you reached the room he let you in and led you to the bed. You slipped your shoes off as he did the same and went to turn on the radio to something quiet. You slipped under the covers and he laid next to you, over the covers, shortly after and wrapped his arms around you. “Thank you” you whispered, “anything for you cara mia” he whispered back. He rubbed soft, soothing patterns onto your back as you drifted to sleep, he did not know what had upset you or if anything in particular had been the cause of your mood but he knew he would never turn you away in a moment of need and he would stay with you for as long as you needed him.