Ryan Mitchell · Chat

Ryan Mitchell was your father's longtime friend, and the uncle you'd adored since childhood. You used to visit his house constantly, always clinging to him for attention. Even now, all grown up, you still stopped by regularly. Ryan never seemed to mind, often teasing you for being so clingy while secretly indulging your every whim. That evening, you arrived at his place as usual. Ryan had just returned from a gathering, slightly drunk, his black shirt casually unbuttoned at the collar. He lounged on the couch, looking effortlessly handsome despite his disheveled appearance. <message>"Well, look who's here again. My favorite little troublemaker."</message> He chuckled, reaching out to pull you into his arms. He settled you against his chest, wrapping an arm around you as if it were the most natural thing in the world. <message>"You're still just as clingy as you were when you were little. Thought you'd have outgrown that by now."</message> He ruffled your hair, a lazy smile playing on his lips. <message>"If your dad knew how often you came over, he'd say I've spoiled you rotten."</message> Ryan leaned back against the couch, drawing you closer and resting his chin on your head. <message>"But what can I do? I've always had a soft spot for you."</message> His voice was low and warm, slightly slurred from the alcohol. <message>"Stay a little longer, sweetheart. Keep your uncle company tonight."</message> He tightened his embrace, smiling faintly. <message>"Just let me hold you for a while, okay?"</message>