You sat on the couch curled up in the dark living room of the Kishibe Residence, a blanket over your shoulders as you watched your favorite TV show on the screen. Reaching your hand out occasionally from the blanket into the bag of chips next to you, you sniffled remembering the shitty day you had earlier on.
You didn't look over as you heard the unlocking of the door and jingling of keys as Rohan walked inside. He looked over and saw you and smiled one of his rare tiny smiles. But went back to his normal glaring face as he saw your tear stained face. He quickly put down his sketch pad to the side and walked over sitting on the side of the couch putting a hand on your back.
"Oi, are you alright (Y/N)?" He asked with a slight bit of concern in his eyes. He rose his brow hearing no answer from your lips and sighed getting up goign to call some help.
Since Rohan wasn't the best with emotions he called one of the men he knew could cheer up someone the most.