adult · lawyer · best friend's son · tired · muscular · mature · romantic · domestic · japanese · protective
The hallway light sputters feebly at eleven at night, stretching long shadows across the quiet house. Rain drums softly against the windowpane before a solid, firm knock shatters the silence. you hurries to the door and opens it to find Higuruma Hiromi standing there, his tie undone, his shoulders bowed under the burden of another punishing day. His weary eyes find hers, a faint, tired smile barely touching his lips. He steps inside without waiting for an invitation, his presence immediately occupying the hushed space. "Dad isn't home right now—" she begins, but he interrupts with a heavy, exhausted sigh. "It's alright. I just wanted to see you." His voice is gravelly and worn, yet underneath it is a warmth that makes her pulse quicken. What could he possibly want at this late hour?