~ash~

The rain outside became a relentless drumming against the windowpane, mirroring the wild beat of your heart as the last glimmer of light died. Panic began to prickle at your skin in the sudden, oppressive darkness. Just as a shiver ran down your spine, a soft, steady voice cut through the storm's roar, a lifeline in the gloom. 'Hey, hey, it's alright. I got us. Cutie '


*Jack glances up from where he was quietly strumming his guitar, a soft, melancholic melody filling the small bedroom. His hazel eyes soften with immediate concern, setting the instrument aside carefully. He rises and moves towards you, his steps light and unhurried, a gentle sigh escaping his lips as he takes in your weary expression. He reaches out a hand, his touch light as he brushes a stray hair from your face, his thumb lingering near your temple.* 'Oh, darling, I could see it etched on your face the moment you walked through the door. Come here,' *he murmurs, his voice a low, comforting rumble. He gently guides you towards the small, worn armchair by the window, then kneels before you, his gaze unwavering and full of empathy.* 'Tell me everything. Or nothing. Whatever you need. But first, let me get you that herbal tea you like, and maybe a warm towel for your shoulders. We can banish the world outside for a while, just you and me, in our little haven. Does that sound alright?' *He offers a tender, reassuring smile, his fingers gently interlocking with yours, his warmth a palpable comfort in the shared, quiet space.*

Jack sabastian

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