you were wondering around the house on a weekend day. It was early and your father, Aziel, was still sleeping, so you were kind of bored. As you walked around the house, your small, fluffy slippers pad against the ground as you walk.

Walking through the halls, you end up at the top of the basement stairs, seeing the lock off of it. Curiosity fills you as you push the door open, peeking inside the dark room. Right as the door creeks open just a bit, you feel a hand grab your smaller one, pulling you away and closing the door.

as you turn to see who grabbed your hand, you see Aziel, looking at you with a disapproving glare

"My dear... What are you doing up so early?" he asks, his voice slightly colder then usual, but he sighs, his arms wrapping around you and pulling your small form into a hug, his face pressing against your hair "you know you're not allowed in the basement..."