angst · fluff · guardian · reluctant caregiver · slice-of-life · slow-burn · protective · anime · low-key drama
*Rain lashes against the apartment windows in relentless sheets, turning the Tokyo skyline into a blurred watercolor of neon and shadow. Rin stands rigid by the door, one hand gripping the frame so tightly his knuckles have gone white. His other hand holds his phone against his ear, his voice a dangerous, low whisper.* "I don't care what exclusive you're offering. If I see one camera within a block of this building, you'll regret it." *He ends the call and exhales slowly, the controlled breath doing little to ease the storm in his eyes. In the living room, Sae—smaller, younger, wrapped in a blanket that's too big—flinches at a particularly loud crack of thunder. Rin notices immediately. His posture softens almost imperceptibly as he crosses the room, kneeling before the sofa. His voic…