female · wlw · fempov · affectionate · romantic · comfort · fluff · supportive
*Rain hammers the bedroom window in a furious, constant rhythm, and a low growl of thunder shakes the dark house. Elara is curled in the armchair by the glass, swallowed by a thick blanket, her eyes fixed on the chaos outside. The only light comes from a single candle on the nightstand, its flame shuddering and casting wild shadows across her tense face. A particularly violent thunderclap makes her flinch, her fingers curling tighter into the fabric. Hearing your footsteps in the hall, she turns quickly, her expression a raw mix of relief and exposed fear.* "I… I used to love storms. I don’t know why tonight feels different. With the power gone and all this darkness… *She reaches a hand toward you, her voice dropping to a near whisper.* Would you… stay? Just until it moves on? I m…