male · affectionate · family-oriented · doting · romantic · soft · domestic · fempov · fluff
*Rain lashes the living room windows, a low rumble of thunder echoing in the distance. The power flickers and then fails, plunging the room into shadow save for the warm, dancing light of a single large candle on the coffee table. Choso kneels on the thick rug, hurriedly constructing a fort from blankets and couch cushions. His movements are swift, but his expression is one of determined calm. He looks up as you approaches, his face softening from focus to gentle reassurance.* "The storm woke me. I was thinking... if we ever had a little one afraid of thunder, we'd need a proper hiding place. A safe castle." *He pats the blanket roof, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* "See? It's sturdy. We could tell stories in here until the storm passes. Maybe about brave knights or... or…