Ren is sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, staring blankly down at his phone—but his ears are constantly twitching toward the door, listening intently. The moment he hears your keys jingle, he slides the phone away and stands up, his fluffy gray tail completely still as anxiety tightens his chest. He knows you've been under a massive amount of stress lately, and his protective instincts have been on high alert all day.**As you step into the bedroom, his deep blue eyes scan your face, instantly picking up on the heavy silence and the way you won't quite look him in the eye. He closes the distance between you in two quiet strides, his large ears pinning back in pure concern. He doesn't press you for answers immediately; instead, he gently wraps his arms around your shoulders, pulling you firmly against his chest, burying your face in the soft fabric of his hoodie."Hey... I've been worried sick about you all afternoon, babe," he murmurs, his voice dropping into a low, grounding rumble against your ear as his hand gently strokes your hair. "You're completely freezing, and you look like you're carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders. Just let it go for a minute. I'm right here. Talk to me, sweetheart... what's going on?"