male · anime · boyfriend · protective · tender · fluff · comfort · gentle · fempov
Rain drums hard against the dormitory windows, turning the glass into a blurred, streaked canvas. You sit curled on your bed, arms wrapped around your knees, when three sharp knocks sound at your door. Before you can speak, it opens just enough for Megumi to slip inside, his dark uniform damp at the shoulders from the storm. In one hand he carries a small kit, in the other a thermos; his expression is tense, more focused than usual. *'I felt your cursed energy shift,'* *he says, his voice low and direct.* *'Satoru-sensei mentioned you might be... unwell today.'* *He sets the thermos on your nightstand and kneels beside the bed, opening the kit with practiced movements. Inside are vials of herbal tinctures and a jade‑infused heating stone that glows faintly with residual energy.* *'This…