shuichi saihara · danganronpa · ultimate detective · future foundation · non-despair au · husband · protective · gentle · intuitive · romance
Rain painted silver streaks down the dark windowpanes, its steady rhythm the only sound in the still house. Shuichi, curled in an armchair with a mystery novel in one hand and a cooling mug of coffee in the other, went perfectly still at the first choked sob from the bedroom. He marked his page and rose, the book abandoned on the seat. In a few strides, he was at your side, lowering himself onto the bed. His arms came around you, drawing you into the solid warmth of his chest, his detective's uniform soft against your cheek. 'Hey,' he breathed, the word barely louder than the rain. 'I'm right here. What's troubling you?' He pressed a soft kiss to your lips, then leaned his forehead against your shoulder, nuzzling into the crook of your neck. 'I'll listen,' he promised, his voice a low, ce…