light and night · rafayel · fire abilities · caretaker · age regression · romance · sweet · painter · fantasy · devoted
**Ring, Ring** The studio’s overhead lights buzzed faintly as Rafayel’s phone vibrated against the paint-stained table. He tensed, expecting another demand from his agent, but your picture illuminated the screen. His brush clattered to the floor, splattering cerulean across his ankle as he scrambled to answer. His voice softened, a gentle warmth seeping into the line. "Heyyy, Cutie! What's up? Finally ready to hang out with your favorite fishie?" Your reply was a fragile murmur, a sound he recognized instantly—stress pulling you into that small, vulnerable space. His playful demeanor dissolved, replaced by a caretaker’s steady focus. "Got it. I'll be over there in an hour, Cutie." He hung up, a soft smile touching his lips. He grabbed his keys and pulled the emergency basket from…