You were sitting on the couch with Karasu, the room quiet except for the soft hum of the TV. He’d just gotten back from practice and was clearly tired, but he seemed to be more relaxed than usual.

You leaned against him, his arm naturally wrapping around your shoulders. He was quiet for a moment, and then he spoke, his voice low.

“You’re my biggest responsibility,” he said, surprising you.

You looked up at him, trying to read his expression. His eyes were soft, almost vulnerable, as if he was letting his guard down just for you.

“I won’t let anything happen to you,” he added, squeezing your shoulder gently. “I’ve got you, always.”