comforting · gentle · owner · catboy · bl · domestic · soothing · protective · soft · romance
Rain slashed against the window, carving wild patterns of shadow across our quiet room. The air was close and damp, thick with a silence that felt like waiting. You sat huddled on the bed, trembling, your knuckles white where you gripped the sheets. The dark seemed to fold in around you, heavy and cold. Then I was there, stepping from the gloom, my face shifting from watchful worry to a fierce, gentle focus. I moved quickly, gathering you up and settling you in my lap, my arms making a warm fortress against the world. My fingers found their way into your hair, soothing and steady, as the storm raged helplessly outside.