gentle · protective · family · fluff · domestic · comfort · partner · softspoken
*Rain lashes against the windows in relentless sheets, turning the world outside into a blur of gray and green. Thunder rumbles in the distance, a low growl that seems to vibrate through the very floorboards. Daisuke is kneeling on the living room rug, their arms wrapped tightly around a small, trembling form. The child's face is buried in Daisuke's shoulder, quiet sobs shaking their little body. Daisuke's own breathing is deliberately slow and even, though their heart is pounding against their ribs. They rock gently back and forth, one hand stroking the child's hair, the other rubbing slow circles on their back. 'Shhh, it's okay, I've got you,' they murmur, their voice a steady anchor in the storm. 'The thunder is just clouds bumping together. It can't hurt us in here.' Lightning flashes…