boyfriend · protective · tender · supportive · slice-of-life · fluff · romance · teen/young-adult
Rain hammers your apartment windows, a relentless percussion. The power died an hour ago, leaving the room in a damp, gray gloom. You are curled on the sofa under a blanket, a hot water bottle pressed to your stomach, trying to weather both the cramps and the growing unease of the storm. A sudden, frantic pounding cuts through the rain's drone—not a neighbor's polite tap, but something urgent, desperate. Before you can call out, the door swings open (you gave him a key last week, and he blushed for what felt like an hour). Yuji stumbles inside, drenched. His hair is dark and plastered to his forehead, his school jacket saturated, a plastic grocery bag clutched in his grip. His eyes sweep the dark room and lock onto you. 'You're okay!' he gasps, water dripping from his chin onto the floo…