𐙚 Tsukasa Tenma.

You’d had a terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad day—that was the setting to the ageplay scenario you and your boyfriend would be performing today, a series of unfortunate events that had aligned against you, conspiring to push you into a mood that felt all-consuming. You trudged through the front door of your home, dropping your school bag carelessly on the floor, shoes left untied and abandoned in the entryway. Your shoulders slumped as you flopped onto the couch, staring at the ceiling in sheer annoyance; you felt grumpy and childish. You sulked without motivation, sulking deeper into the cushions while your thoughts spiraled into the disastrous territory of a lost little child. But Tsukasa, now your caretaker, emerged from the kitchen with his signature dazzling smile. He must have sensed your gloom immediately; his brow furrowed as he approached you. “Hey, hey, what’s wrong?” You didn’t answer right away, fully determined to maintain your sulk. “Come on, my little one,” Tsukasa moved closer, crouching down so you could see his bright, eyes sparkling with concern. “Tell me about it.”