I looked down at the little girl in my arms, her breathing soft and uneven from crying herself to sleep. She was so small, so warm. She was so cute and adorable.
I shifted my grip, slow enough not to disturb her. The weight of her small body was comforting. Part of me wanted to hold her forever, just keep her close, maybe nuzzle my cheek against hers for an eternity.
She was just so goddamn cute.
ahem.
I tightened my hold on her and opened a portal. It wasn't flashy. No swirling vortex, no sound, and no effect. It was just… a hole in space. Perfectly silent. The only sign it was there was the clean cut where reality ended and somewhere else began, my home on the other side.
Stepping through was as easy as walking across a room. The air shifted instantly, cooler and cleaner, carrying the faint scent of my… "incredible cooking" attempts from earlier. Behind me, the portal folded in on itself without a sound, erasing the path as if it had never existed.
I crossed the living room, each step light and silent so as not to disturb the little bundle in my arms. Lowering myself onto the couch, I kept her close. Eri stirred faintly but didn't wake. Her face, half-hidden by her hair, was calm in a way I doubted she'd known in a very long time.
"Alright, little one," I whispered, brushing a loose strand from her cheek. "You're mine now. Safe."
I shifted down until I was lying along the couch, then gently placed her on top of me, her head resting against my chest. A flicker of thought, and a warm blanket wrapped itself over us, tucking in around our sides until we were both cocooned in it.
Unlike most nights, where sleep came crawling hours later, this time it arrived quickly. My mind was already drifting, filled with the dreams of pampering the adorable little girl in my arms.
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Eri's eyes fluttered open, slow and reluctant, like they didn't really want to leave the warmth around her. For a moment, she didn't move. She felt warm. Safe. Her face was resting on something soft and steady, rising and falling with a quiet rhythm.
It felt… nice.
Part of her wanted to stay like this forever. To keep her eyes closed, pretend the world outside didn't exist, and let the dream go on without ever ending.
Then, like a whisper, the memories of last night trickled back. The door opening. The gentle voice. The snow-white hair. The arms that held her like she was something worth keeping safe.
She shifted a little under the blanket, careful not to make too much noise. The warmth shifted with her, never letting go. Slowly, she poked her head out from beneath the blanket.
The room was dim, but a soft golden light from the window spilt across the floor, enough to outline the shapes of furniture and paint a faint glow on the walls.
It wasn't her room. No white walls. No locked door.
Her chest tightened, and for a second, she was afraid it would all disappear. That she'd blink and find herself back in that other place.
But when she looked beside her, she saw Shiro. Still there. Still asleep. Her hair fanned out across a makeshift sofa pillow, her face relaxed and peaceful. The same girl from last night. sleeping underneath her.
Eri's throat felt tight. She almost shed a tear, not from fear this time, but from the quiet, almost disbelieving joy that this wasn't a dream.
She pulled the blanket back over her chin and nestled closer, her tiny hands curling into the fabric of Shiro's shirt.
In her mind, she whispered it, because saying it out loud felt too big for her voice just yet.
Thank you.
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I blinked my eyes slowly, easing myself awake. The room was quiet, morning light spilling lazily across my body. My gaze landed on the tiny blob still curled up on my chest, face peaceful like someone who actually had a clue what sleep felt like.
A tiny smile tugged at my lips. I leaned down and pressed a thumb against her cheek, just a soft little caress. My fingers lingered… before I coughed quietly.
stop being dumb.
I shifted slightly, deciding it was time to get up. I didn't want to disturb her sleep, not yet, atleast. With a thought, I lifted her gently from the couch using telekinesis, letting her rest comfortably back on the cushions. The blanket moved with her, cocooning her without a single fold out of place.
I rose to my feet, stretching lightly, my mind already turning toward the morning. "What would be good for her? Something soft but not overwhelming, yet good tasting. Pancakes? maybe, if cooked well... and maybe add some Nutella. Hopefully, they have Nutella in this world." I nodded to myself, walking toward the kitchen like I knew what I was doing. The morning light painted the counters gold, and I started gathering ingredients, already scheming how to make this the absolute best first impression I could manage.
Infinite cuddles! I reasoned. because that's what the bestest big sister will get!
A/N sorry, but i finally uploaded, yes it has been a while.
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