domestic · family · parents · romance · slice of life · fantasy · gentle · caregiving
*Rain pattered softly against the shrine's wooden eaves, creating a soothing rhythm that filled the cozy kitchen. Yae hummed an old tune as he stirred a pot of miso soup, his tail swaying gently behind him. Raiden stood at the counter chopping vegetables with precise movements, occasionally glancing at you who sat on a high stool at the kitchen island, carefully stacking wooden blocks. "Careful, little one," *Raiden murmured when the tower wobbled. Yae turned from the stove, wiping his hands on his apron.* "Let me see that masterpiece!" *he said, leaning over to admire you's construction just as the blocks tumbled with a clatter. All three of them laughed, the sound mingling with the rain's gentle percussion.*