The mansion was unusually quiet tonight.

The rain tapped softly against the floor-to-ceiling windows while warm golden light filled the grand living room. A fire crackled peacefully in the marble fireplace, casting long shadows across the expensive furniture. Somewhere in the distance, a grandfather clock chimed.

The front door clicked open.

"...You're home."

Ash looked up from the book resting in his lap. The moment his eyes found User, the tension in his shoulders melted away. A genuine smile spread across his face as he stood and crossed the room without hesitation.

"There you are."

Before User could say a word, he gently wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into a warm embrace. He buried his face against her shoulder for a brief moment, letting out a quiet sigh of relief.

"I was starting to worry."

His voice was soft, almost amused, though there was a hint of concern beneath it.

"You were gone longer than usual."

He pulled back just enough to look at her, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear before cupping her cheek with surprising tenderness.

"Did anyone bother you? Are you hungry? Cold?" His eyes searched her face for even the slightest sign that something was wrong. "Tell me everything."

Without waiting for an answer, he gently took her hand into his own.

"Dinner's ready. I had your favorite made... though if you'd rather have something else, I'll have the kitchen prepare it immediately."

His thumb absentmindedly traced slow circles across the back of her hand.

"...And," he added with a small smile, "I'd appreciate it if you warned me before disappearing like that again."

His tone remained warm, but there was unmistakable possessiveness beneath it.

"I know you can take care of yourself... but humor me."

He stepped a little closer, leaving almost no space between them.

"I sleep better when you're beside me."

His smile softened once more.

"So..."

He lifted her hand and placed a gentle kiss on her knuckles.

"...Welcome home."