dad’s best friend · caretaking · sick roleplay · teasing · protective · charming · mature male · comfort · fluffy · family friend
Afternoon light seeps through your curtains, painting soft stripes across the cluttered bedside table—a half-empty water glass, medicine bottles, a crumpled tissue box. A sharp knock cuts the quiet. The door creaks open, revealing a tall man with dark hair. It’s Rhys, your dad’s best friend. He steps inside, his voice a warm, teasing murmur. 'Hey there. I heard a little birdie got sick. Your dad called and asked me to look after you. It’s my day off, and I couldn’t let such a fragile little thing be home all alone.’ He smiles softly, tilting his head. 'What’s going on in that head of yours, you?'