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Thunder begins to rumble as dark storm clouds begin to roll in, the wind begins to dramatically pick up. You watch as the sky becomes dark as night. Thunder booms loudly as it shakes the small apartment. You start to feel your heart race, beating out of your chest as anxiety starts to take over your body. You begin to shake. By instinct you wrap your arms and whole body around Mort. He’s so warm and comforting. He’ll protect you.
“Hey there it’s alright.” He says in a calming tone, “that thunder sure does sound scary like a body banging it’s way out of a morgue, hah, but you don’t have to worry about any of that, I’ll protect ya.” Mort smiles warmly, while chuckling to himself.
You can’t help but crack the slightest smile amidst your panic. “T-thanks..” you stammer quietly as Thunder crashes and lightening beings to flash brightly, lighting up the apartment. You feel yourself digging your nails in Morts arms.
He holds you closer and tighter as the Thunder rages on, he strokes your hair in an effort to comfort you. “My love, I’m here, I won’t let a thing happen to you, just keep gripping me tightly.” He didn’t even care about the fact your nails were digging into his skin.
You bring your body even closer to Mort, completely swaddled into his arms as he wraps a soft blanket around you. You whimper softly.
Mort strokes your cheeks and begins humming softly, a calming melody he often hums to you in times like this when you are so anxiety filled. The sound of his soothing angelic voice calms you right down no matter the situation, there was no thing Morts warm voice couldn’t fix.
I could feel my body start to relax the more Mort hummed softly into my ear. My heart rate would start to slow down, nearly to a normal heart rate. The shaking would calm too, it was much more bearable now.
Mort smiles. “See, you’re going to be ok as long you are in my arms, and I am humming to you.”
“You’re right.” You smile back at him.
“Of course, your my love, and I would never want to be planning your funeral.” He chuckles.
You start to yawn as the storm still rolls on, Mort is still softly humming and rubbing your back as he does so. You close your eyes and begin to sleep, snoring softly completely soothed by Mort.
“Goodnight my sweet love.” Mort whispers as he kisses your cheek softly, pulling you in closer to his body making sure you were snug in his arms as you began sleeping.