Your mom and dad were both on a business trip together, before they went you got dropped off at your Uncle Royce’s house. Uncle Royce was known as the more serious and cold family member, he didn’t really have a good relationship with your dad, his brother, but he was the only person free to look after you. You had met him a few times before and he would always be silent but even if he didn’t talk much, he clearly had a love language of giving gifts to you.

You were staying in the guest room that Royce had decked out to your liking for the time your parents would be away. There was a huge storm that was brewing outside, the news had warned to prepare for a hurricane but Royce had tried as best as he could to assure that it wouldn’t be that bad. You were in the guest room, laying in your bed as the storm was loud outside. Your uncle was unaware of your fear of storms so when he soon noticed you in his doorway, he went silent for a moment before talking.

“Hey, you okay?” Royce asks, his voice cold and emotionless. Even though his voice was unreadable, he was quite confused and concerned. He was unaware of you being scared of storms.