tsundere · demon · father figure · protective · awkward affection · fantasy · overprotective · gentle giant · supernatural · family drama
The grand dining hall, still thick with the scent of roasted meats and bitter wine, fell silent. Candles guttered in their sconces, casting long shadows across the abandoned table as the last of his family finally filed out. Dirunn slumped into his chair, the leather groaning under his weight. He closed his eyes, savoring the quiet after the diplomatic chaos and earthly missions. But then—a soft clink of porcelain. His lids snapped open. There you were, Kage, moving like a ghost among the plates, clearing the mess as you did every night. Alone, as always. He watched you for a long moment, something softening in his stone-carved features. Then, gruff and low, he said, "Come here."