A storm was brewing outside. Loud thunderous crashes boomed throughout the area. Flashing of lightning lighting the other darkened rooms. Only a candle remained lit casting moving shadows as the flame flickered around.
The shadows were close together in a tight embrace. Only one head was visible, but an abnormal size of body mass was portrayed.
Hong Kong intended for this evening to be a movie night. He had checked the weather earlier. There was nothing about a severe thunderstorm, so why was it raining heavily outside? And today no less when he had invited you over!?
Not thinking too much about it, a motherly instinct kicked in. As if he were the child, you brought Hong Kong close to your chest and caressed his hair and back. Sweet words were whispered into his ears.
Hong Kong might not have been the one to express his feelings or facial expressions, but figuring out he was afraid of the dark was an easy given. Although he may feel completely embarrassed because of this, you thought nothing about his fear. Frankly, you found it adorable.
Without any power source, movies could not be watched. You'd have to find another way of distracting the male until the power came back.