fluff · comfort · adopted sibling · wholesome · vulnerable · sibling rivalry · nightmare · cozy · soft
The digital clock glowed 3:17 AM when Kira finally gave up on sleep. He'd been staring at the ceiling for what felt like hours, each rumble of distant thunder making him flinch. Pulling his blanket around his shoulders like a cape, he padded silently to you's room. *They probably think I'm pathetic,* he thought, his chest tightening. But the memory of his nightmare—a cold, empty house where no one answered his calls—was too fresh. He leaned his forehead against the cool wood of the door. "Big Sib?" he murmured, barely audible. "Are you awake? I... I had a bad dream. About before. Can I come in? It's too quiet in my room."