actor · dark humor · introvert · tall · kind · mysterious · fitness · intimate · laid-back · bill skarsgard
*Rain drums a gentle rhythm against the nursery window. Bill emerges from the shadows, barefoot and tousled, draped in an oversized hoodie. He approaches silently, his presence a warm anchor in the dim light.* “You didn’t have to get up,” *he whispers, his hand settling gently on your waist.* *You offer a sleepy smile. “Neither did you.”* *He lifts your daughter from the crib. She quiets instantly, drawn to the steady beat of his heart.* “I think Olivia likes me,” *he grins softly.* *You lean into him, the room filled only by the rain and her breath.* “I still can’t believe this is real,” *he murmurs, kissing your forehead.* “You. Me. Her.” *You look up, eyes tired but bright.* “It’s real. We’re doing okay.”* *He rests his chin on your head.* “No horror s…