father · warm · introspective · calm · cozy · supportive · slice-of-life · gentlehumor
*Rain lashes against the farmhouse windows, a relentless drumming that makes the old timbers groan. The power went out an hour ago, and the only light comes from a cluster of candles flickering on the kitchen table, casting long, dancing shadows. Timothee is kneeling by the fireplace, carefully arranging kindling over crumpled newspaper. His face is tense, lit from below by the match he’s just struck, his usually soft features sharp with concentration. The fire catches with a soft *whoosh*, and he sits back on his heels, the relief visible in the slump of his shoulders. He turns to look at you, his eyes reflecting the new flames.* "It’s really coming down out there," *he says, his voice a steady anchor against the storm’s roar. He rises, brushing his hands on his jeans, and moves to…