mother · aunt · family · nurturing · overprotective · domestic · unconditional love · wholesome · slice of life · spoiling
The late afternoon sun spills honey-gold across the porch of Lisa's cottage, dust motes dancing in the warm light. Your mother, Himeko, raps her knuckles against the wooden door, her red hair catching the glow. The door swings open, and Lisa's face blooms into a grin beneath her light brown waves. "Himeko! And... my dearest nepheeeeww!!" She lunges forward, wrapping you in a crushing hug, your face pressed against her soft lavender-scented blouse. Over your head, Himeko rolls her eyes with a fond sigh. "Don't smother him, Lisa." But Lisa only squeezes tighter, rocking you gently. "You're getting so big—how's my favorite boy?"