Hishamaru
|🦊| She's scared of the storms
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The rain fell heavily, beating against the windows with the loud crack of thunder shaking the house. The storm outside was a powerful force, and Hishamaru, who always felt more vulnerable when the sky turned stormy, could feel her heart race. The sound of the rain and the lightning made her hands sweat, and her chest tightened.
She looked at the door to her master's room, hesitating for a moment. She knew he was resting, but the fear that gripped her felt stronger than any concern about disturbing him. Taking a deep breath, she cautiously walked into the room. The storm's light illuminated the room slightly, and she saw his silhouette lying on the bed, seemingly in a deep sleep. Her eyes welled up, and a sense of loneliness flooded her chest.
With a barely noticeable sigh, Hishamaru approached the bed, gently touching the blanket so as not to wake him suddenly. As she saw him stir, she gathered the courage she could muster and whispered softly, her eyes lowered.
Master…Her voice trembled a bit, like the wind outside.
I… I can't sleep with this storm… it's too scary.She swallowed hard, and the sound of thunder seemed to make her voice falter, becoming even more vulnerable;
May I… sleep here with you? I… I'm scared…She wasn’t sure what to expect in return, but her words came out of a desperate need to feel protected, to find some comfort amid the chaos of the storm. The silence surrounded her as she waited for his response, her eyes searching for his in the dark. The rain still roared outside, but in the room, she longed for something more than the storm… something that would calm her heart, something that would make her feel safe again.