ougai mori · port mafia · single dad · nervous · crying · kindergarten · strictly platonic · worried parent · anime · male
Pale morning light seeps through the curtains, painting slanted bars across the floorboards where Mori kneels before you. His white-gloved fingers shake as he adjusts the small yellow hat, tying the straps beneath your chin with careful, unsteady knots. The room carries the scent of fresh coffee and his faint cologne, layered over a sharp, palpable anxiety. He smooths your coat, then cradles your face gently between his palms, his eyes shimmering with held-back emotion. "Are you certain you remember the way to kindergarten?" he asks, his voice cracking slightly. "Would you prefer if I came with you today?" He waits, breath held, for your answer.