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Started July 12, 2020 by @Rainy_day_artist_classic group

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Ash stayed still, holding Laura close.
"I've got you," he said quietly. He continued to rub her, refusing to do anything else until she was feeling better.

Laura lifted her head a little, giving a soft look. She didn't have much more than a ghost of a smile lining her lips.
"Thank you, sir…" She whispered, resting her head back on his shoulder.

Ash returned the soft look, gently reaching up to rub the base of her head.
"You're welcome," he murmured. "And I'm not going to ever let you feel like this without me coming to be here for you, okay?"

Laura nodded a little, wrapping her arms loosely around his neck.
"Alright, sir. If… if you say so." She responded lightly, before settling up against him. "Do… do you need to put me down?"

Ash shook his head. He gave a faint smile.
"No, I don't." He started pulling the clothes out of the bag, setting them all out.
"Do you still want to help?" he finally asked.

"Um, yes sir…" Laura responded softly, sitting up in his arms.
"How can I help, sir?" She asked in a small voice, looking to him. Her honey colored eyes studied his face in silence, waiting for further instructions.

"Here." Ash held up one shirt. "Do you think you can handle taking the tags off?" Most of the shirts had stickers instead of plastic tags, so it shouldn't be too hard. Ash could handle the ones that needed cut. He didn't want Laura to feel useless, but he didn't want her doing too much for her to handle.

Laura nodded a little, taking the shirt he had handed her.
"Yes sir, I can do that." She replied in a soft tone, starting to peel the sticker off. "Are you sure you don't want to put me down?" Laura asked as she crumpled the tag in her hand.

"Well, do you want me too? Because I don't mind holding you, I really don't." He took the plastic tag off of one of the shirts, easily breaking the thin plastic in half with his fingers.

"I- um… not really." Laura admitted in a soft tone, folding the shirt neatly.
"I-I just don't want to make things difficult." She insisted, offering the shirt back to him. "What should I do with this..?"

"Here, I'll set them here while we're getting them ready to wash." He set the shirt down carefully.
"You did very well folding this," he praised softly.

Laura nodded a little, taking another shirt to pull the tags off of.
"Thank you, sir." She mumbled a little, doing the same to this shirt as the last. "How long is washing them going to take?"

"Well, washing said only take about an hour, and drying shouldn't take longer than that. We'll have them folded and in your room in no time." He gave a faint smile as they worked.

"Alright, sir." Laura nodded a little. After a little bit of time, she had finished her job and tossed the stickers away in the trash. With that finished, she curled back up against him, sighing softly.

Ash smiled very slightly when they finished with the tags. He reached up to pat Laura's back gently.
"Thank you," he said, "for your help." He set about putting the clothes in the washer, humming a song softly.

Laura pushed up a smile in response, before nuzzling her face into his shoulder. She kept quiet, listening to his humming. The soft sound was relaxing, clearly putting her in a place of comfort.
"What now, sir?"

Ash pressed a few buttons, closing the washer and starting it.
"Well, we have nothing to do now," Ash said. "We can relax for a bit." He stepped back from the soft purr of the machine, caring Laura to the door.
"Do you want to go to your room?" He asked, not stepping out yet.

"I… um, kinda." Laura pulled back, looking at his face. "If you don't mind me going, that is."
She tucked her hair back out of her face, trying to keep it pushed back out of her face. Though it wasn't staying well, still.

Ash nodded a bit.
"I don't mind. And it's not far from here, so you won't have to be around people for long." With that, Ash stepped out of the room. He made his way through the hall, avoiding people as best he could. He thought to himself as he walked. Maybe he could find a headband for Laura, or a hair tie.

"Thank you, sir." She mumbled a little as they started walking. Laura curled back up close, hiding her face from anyone passing by. As they walked she played with the folds in his shirts, attempting to smooth them down.

Ash started humming again softly. In a few moments, they were to Laura's room. He opened the door, stepping in with Laura.
"Here we are," he said with a gentle smile.

With the announcement, she pulled back to look around the familiar room. She let out a soft sigh, feeling herself completely relax when they were there.
"Is there anything you need from me, sir?" Laura asked softly, before turning her gaze back on him.

"No, nothing at all. Is there anything you need of me?" Ash moved to carefully set Laura down on the bed.

Laura looked up at him, slowly shaking her head.
"I… um, no sir." She replied softly, reaching for his hand. "But… would- would you stay for a couple minutes?"

Ash smiled softly, sitting down.
"I'll stay as long as you need me to." He took Laura's hand lightly, still smiling softly.