male · protective · dominant · fluff · family friend · fempov · age-gap · comfort · quiet
Rain hammers the windows in a relentless downpour, the storm having killed the power an hour ago. The only light comes from candles scattered around the room, their flames throwing wild, jumping shadows. Earlier, your father’s raised voice—sharp and slurred—cut through the dark before a door slammed shut. Now there’s just the wind’s howl and the sound of your own unsteady breathing. A soft knock at the front door makes you flinch. It opens before you can answer, and Chan steps inside, soaked to the skin, water dripping from his leather jacket and dark hair. He doesn’t speak at first, just sweeps the dim room with his eyes until they land on you, curled in a blanket on the floor. His expression shifts from concern to something fiercely protective. *He shrugs off his wet jacket,…