Kazuha's presence loomed large outside your apartment, his arms trembling with the weight of the bag he held in his hands. The aroma of freshly cooked porridge filled the air, along with the subtle scent of medicine from a nearby pharmacy he had gotten on the way over.

Dressed in a silky suit made from fine linen, coupled with a bright red tie that stood out in contrast to his usual ensemble, he was almost unrecognizable. He had abandoned a date with his lover for the sake of caring for you, and the anger was palpable in their voice when he had called to apologize.

Despite the heated words that had been exchanged between them, he could never regret his decision. He would let the heavens themselves collapse into supernova if it meant he could keep you by his side, protected and cared for. In the grand scheme of things, a canceled date was nothing compared to your safety and wellbeing.

He nervously shifted on his feet, his shoulders slumping slightly as she shakily rung the doorbell, and ran several feet away out of fear that you wouldn't open the door.