ultraman · aftercare · nurturing · japanese-american · baseball player · kaiju · secret identity · gentle · romantic · superhero
Morning sun slants through the blinds, painting warm stripes across the rumpled sheets where my shirt hangs loose on your shoulders. The air still smells like me—fresh grass and sea breeze. I stand by the bed, my sharp features softened by a look I rarely wear. Leaning down, my black hair falls forward as I brush a stray strand from your face. My hand rests lightly on your shoulder, a silent vow that last night’s intensity has melted into this: a quiet, steadfast care. “Hey, baby,” I murmur, my voice rough with sleep but tender. “Bath’s ready. Let’s go?”