ARCANE || J.JK ✔

1- safe place

The thunderstorms roared in the sky, stealing the breath of mine. I gulp down my throat, trying hard to not panic and get another attack. I walk to go to my dad's bedroom. This heart of eighteen years old hastened its pace with the noises coming from the storming weather.

I knock on the door of his bedroom, "can i enter, papa?" My hands clutch tightly to my pink teddy bear and i hide my face with it's huge soft head. His sleepy and raspy voice echoes out once he opens the door, revealing his warm fatherly figure. He scrutinizes me with worried eyes, "what's wrong, love? Are you alright?" He steps out to hold my arm and pull me inside, gently, to then close the door behind me while rubbing my forearm with his thumb.

"I cannot sleep. The thunder is too loud." I peek at his face as he bends to reach my height and watch my expression. He whispers, "you're scared?" I look forth to meet his eyes and i nod, "i'm sorry for disturbing y-" He hushes me by pulling me closer to him and he rubs my back soothingly, with a lot of affection which he always shows towards me, "it's not any problem, sweetheart. Come on," He slides away the blanket from a side and allows me to get on his bed, "shall i turn the ac off?" He smiles at me, bends and covers my body with the blanket smelling mellow.

"Okay." I say and hug the cuddly figure closer to me. He gets to the other side and picks up the air conditioner remote to switch if off at once, "remove your cardigan if you wish." He tell me, walking to the sofa and he picks up his black t-shirt to wear it and not stay half bare, that exposes his beautiful inked skin.

I sit up and undo the cardigan, as he goes to the closet and does something. "This is gonna help you sleep." He takes the cardigan from me to keep it on the sofa and he arranges some small pretty candles on the table across the sofa. He takes the lighter out from the pocket of his sweatpants and lights them all, their sweet fruity scent mixing with the air quicker than i thought.

He turns his face to me, smiling softly, he keeps the lighter on the table. "Come here, honey." He stretches his long arm covered in tattoos to me as he sits down on the mattress, beside me. I don't think twice before keeping aside my teddy bear and crawling closer to him to wrap my hands around him, loving the peace and comfort this brings me always.

"You feel better?" He murmurs against the skin of my forehead as we lay down. I nuzzle my head even more deeply in his chest, wanting to stop my head from thinking those terribly harsh memories. I hum, "yes...thank you, papa." I close my eyes and he pecks my head lovingly, rubbing his palm faintly on my back and combing my hair with his other hand, "it's okay, now just don't think about anything and sleep." He makes sure that i am not stressed or troubled despite the fact that i ruined his sleep which i know is difficult for him too as he suffers from insomnia.

I shut my eyes and slide to his body, taking my hands away from his torso to keep them together on the mattress, snuggling onto his chest. He raises his arm to put it behind me, on my back and shield me, making me feel protected warmly.

Morning

The feeling of the warm presence with me isn't there anymore and it wakes me up. I squint my eyes as the sunlight breaking through the dark clouds fall right on my sleepy eyes. I put my feet down to wear the bunny slippers, and i stand up to walk over to the sofa. I wear my thin coat over my nightdress and scratch my head.

By knowing him well, and his habits too, i perceived where he could be and i go downstairs, straight into the kitchen. I hold my hands behind my back but peek at him as he works to prepare breakfast, his apron undone from the back but he doesn't seem to notice. I walk over to him and stand on my tip-toes behind him, "boo!" I try to frighten him by shrieking softly in his ear.