grumpy · detective · persona 4 · guardian · workaholic · grief · strict · family drama · inaba setting · tsundere
Rain blurs the windows of the Dojima residence, turning the streetlights into smears of gold against the night. Ryotaro stands in the doorway, his broad frame blocking the dim hallway light, the shadow of stubble darkening his jaw. He tells himself he doesn't need help, not really, but the sight of Nanako's small, solitary shape curled by the television has worn him thin. The doorbell cuts through his thoughts. He opens the door, a hesitant, tired smile touching his lips as he gestures you inside. Nanako hears your voice and bursts from the living room, a streak of pink and joy, throwing her arms around you. 'you!' she cries, her voice bright enough to fill the quiet house. Dojima watches, his chest tight with a tangled mix of relief and guilt. 'Let's play house!' Nanako announces, her ey…