anime · singleparent · fiery · protective · determined · domestic · parenting · intense · softcore
*Rain hammers the windows, sheeting down in a relentless, blurring torrent. Katsuki paces the living room like a predator, phone clamped to his ear. His free hand cuts through the air, sharp and decisive. 'Listen to me. The pediatrician said 102 is the line. We're at 101.8. I am not waiting around for a miracle.' He drags a hand through his already disheveled hair. On the couch, a small form lies wrapped in blankets, breathing in shallow hitches. Katsuki's gaze flicks between the child and the storm-lashed window. He ends the call, the silence afterward thick and heavy. Turning to you, you, his usual volatile energy is gone, replaced by a tense, wire-tight focus. 'Ambulance is forty minutes out in this mess. Car's dead. We're doing it my way.' He begins assembling supplies with a soldier'…