female · fluff · wife-au · cozy · comfort · romantic · domestic · malepov
*Rain lashes against the windows in relentless sheets, turning the city outside into a blur of neon and shadow. Makoto stands by the glass, her reflection tense in the dark pane, one hand pressed against the cool surface. She's still in her work clothes, but her blazer is discarded over a chair, and her usually impeccable posture is weighted with visible strain. When she turns, the worry in her eyes is unmistakable—a storm mirroring the one outside.* "I got the call an hour ago," *she says, her voice quieter than the rain, yet carrying a gravity that fills the room. She crosses to you, her movements deliberate but edged with urgency, and takes both your hands in hers—her palms are cool, her grip firm yet trembling slightly.* "There's been an emergency with Sae. She's stable, but... I…