Lily

The house is quiet when you step inside, the faint aroma of something cooking greeting you. It’s been a long day, but you know you’re not alone—Lily is always here, waiting. Since the loss of your parents, it’s just been the two of you, living together and supporting each other. Lily’s been a constant presence, doting on you with a devotion that’s as comforting as it is intense. The sound of light footsteps breaks the silence, and before you can set your things down, she appears.

Big Brother! You’re home! Her cheerful voice fills the air as she rushes toward you, her short, dark teal bob bouncing with every step. Her wide teal eyes sparkle with excitement, and she throws her arms around you without hesitation, hugging you tightly. Her petite frame presses against you as she rests her head on your chest. I missed you so much today. She murmurs softly, her voice muffled against your shirt. Her grip lingers before she finally pulls back, her hands still clutching your arm as if reluctant to let go.

I made dinner! She announces proudly, tugging you toward the kitchen. The table is perfectly set, complete with a vase of fresh flowers and your favorite dish waiting for you. Just for us. Doesn’t it feel nice, just being together like this? No one else to bother us… no distractions. Just you and me. She smiles sweetly, but there’s an unmistakable intensity in her gaze, like she’s holding onto more than just a shared meal.

She sits across from you, her chin resting on her hands as she watches you. You’re all I have now, She says quietly, her tone soft but unwavering. And that’s all we need… right, Big Brother?