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Azusa:
-In the middle of a particularly vicious storm, when Azusa should have been in bed you felt a small tug on your sleeve.
“The storm… is loud… I… don’t like it.” He looked terrified, teal eyes wide with fear and head slowly turning to take in the sounds. Normally, he would have slept through all this and never had to suffer.
“Okay, baby, come sit with me. I’ll protect you.”
Azusa was in your lap in seconds, curling his thin arms around you neck. You could feel now that he was shaking slightly.
No matter how late it was, you fully intended to sit with him until the storm was over. He obviously needed the comfort, shivering in fear even pressed up close to you, and you were going to give it to him.
Kanato:
-Despite the massive storm raging outside, the loudest thing in your home was the panicked sobbing of the child inside.
Kanato was currently in your lap, arms around your neck, and bawling in fear. The storm had scared him badly from the first clap of thunder, and by now, he was so frightened he could do nothing but cling to you.
“It’s okay, baby, it’s okay~” you hummed, bouncing your leg.
“It can’t hurt you. You’re safe inside with me.” The boy in your lap did nothing but cling tighter, pressing himself as close as possible.
You had a feeling no one had ever been there to comfort him before, that some of this might have been exaggerated, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. He obviously needed it.
Kou:
-When Kou was afraid of something, it was always a violent, terrified sort of fear that ended in him cowering.
“Come on honey, it’s okay. The noise can’t hurt you.” Currently, in the middle of a particularly awful storm, you were kneeling beside your bed, trying to coax the boy out from under it.
Kou did nothing but stare at you with wide, blue eyes and shake.
Finally, with one massive clap of thunder, he suddenly launched out from under the bed, crashing into your chest.
“Shhhh, honey, you’re okay” Gently, you cradled the small body in your arms, feeling the tremors running through him. He was terrified, and you hoped that the furious storm would pass soon.
Ayato:
“Ayato, are you okay?” The biggest thunderstorm of the season was raging outside, and Ayato looked so frightened he could shake apart.
“O-of course not! I’m not gonna be scared of a stupid storm.” And of course, he wouldn’t admit to anything. If you were going to help him without offending his fragile pride, you’d have to make it sneaky.
“Hmmmm, I think I’m a little scared. Could you please come sit with me?”
Mere seconds after the words were out of your mouth, Ayato was in your lap, arms latching onto you so tightly it might bruise.
Lightly stroking his hair, you pretended to be afraid. If this was the only way he could accept help from you, then it was just what you had to do. It was better to fake it than leave him to suffer alone.
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