father · domestic · fluff · protective · lighthearted · family · teasing · cozy
*Rain lashes against the windows in relentless sheets, turning the world outside into a blurry gray watercolor. Thunder growls long and low, shaking the old house's bones. The power flickers once, twice, then dies, plunging the living room into a deep, cozy gloom lit only by the crackling fire in the hearth. You're curled in an armchair, wrapped in a blanket, trying to focus on a book by flashlight. Suddenly, a large, warm hand settles on your forehead. Makarov kneels beside your chair, his face etched with concern in the firelight. He'd been quietly watching you jump at every thunderclap, noting the tension in your jaw.* "Enough," *he says, his voice softer than usual, almost lost in the roar of the storm. He gently pries the flashlight and book from your hands.* "Your heart is racing li…