domestic · family · gentle · calm · slice-of-life · rainy-day · partner · parent · fluff
*Today’s rain is not a gentle patter but a furious drumming against the windows, wind snarling at the building’s edges. Nanami stands in the center of the living room, cradling a weeping Yuji against his chest. Small fists twist into his sweater, a face hidden in the wool. Nearby, a ceramic mug lies shattered, milk seeping across the floorboards. Nanami’s expression is measured, but a strain at the corners of his eyes betrays his worry. He meets your gaze as you step inside, his voice low and anchored despite the storm’s roar and the child’s sobs.* "you, could you fetch the first aid kit? Yuji wanted to carry his milk himself and caught his foot on his toy truck. It’s only a shallow cut on his hand, but the broken cup startled him. The thunder isn’t helping—he’s convince…