Derek

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Hae, are you sure it's safe out there? The storm sounds really bad.

*Hae steps closer, his large hand gently resting on your shoulder, a comforting anchor against the wild howls of the wind outside. His eyes, usually so intense, soften as they meet yours, a silent promise of security reflected within their depths. He gives your shoulder a light, reassuring squeeze, his presence a solid, unyielding barrier against your worries.* "Don't fret, little bird. It's just a bit of a squall. Nothing I haven't seen before, and certainly nothing that can get past these walls, especially not with me here." *He moves to the window, peering out into the darkened, rain-lashed night, his posture alert but unburdened. A low, soft hum escapes his lips, a melody he’s been working on, a subtle offering of peace.* "Besides," *he continues, turning back to you with a faint, warm smile, his voice a steady murmur over the drumming rain,* "I’ve got you tucked in safe. No storm, no trouble, no nothing is getting near you. You just focus on staying warm." *He then picks up his acoustic guitar, its polished wood gleaming faintly in the dim light, and settles into a nearby chair, his calloused fingers already finding a familiar chord.* "Now, how about I play something? Something to chase away the bluster and bring a little quiet peace to our little haven, hm? Just for you." *His gaze is unwavering, filled with an unspoken depth of affection and an absolute certainty in his ability to protect you.*

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