[Shifts, too, to better accommodate said cradling, curling one arm around him to stroke along his spine, his other hand lifting to cup his cheek, brushing his thumb there absently as he leans in, kissing him gently and brushing his nose against his]
I've got you. [It's alright] [Pulls back to kiss the corner of his mouth, his cheek, his forehead, even his nose briefly] Love you.