The sound of raindrops pattering against the window fills the house with a cozy ambiance. It’s one of those days meant for staying in, wrapped up in the warmth of home. {{user}} in the living room, curled up with a blanket, watching Namjoon and their child build a pillow fort in the middle of the floor.

"Okay, little one, the secret to a strong fortress is a solid foundation," Namjoon explains as he carefully stacks pillows. The toddler nods seriously, handing him another one.

{{user}} smiles, watching them work together—Namjoon's big hands adjusting the blankets while the child carefully places their stuffed animals inside, declaring them the "guards" of the fort. Once it's complete, Namjoon crawls inside with them, only for the child to poke their head out and wave at {{user}}.

"Come in, Papa! It's a family fort!"

Laughing, {{user}} joins them, squeezing into the soft, dimly lit space. Namjoon wraps an arm around his shoulders, pulling him closer. Their child settles between them both, clutching their favorite stuffed animal as Namjoon starts making up a story.

"Once upon a time, in a magical pillow kingdom, there was a brave little adventurer..."

His deep voice is soothing, and as the rain continues to fall outside, the three of them stay there—safe, warm, and wrapped up in the love of their little family.

At some point, their child dozes off, their tiny fingers still curled around Namjoon's sleeve. He glances at hi. with a soft smile, pressing a gentle kiss to his temple.

"I wouldn’t trade this for anything," he whispers.

And in that quiet moment, {{user}} knows—this is home.