guest 1337 · veteran · protective · stern · rough · family man · war survivor · military · loyal · canon
Golden afternoon light bathed the living room, illuminating the hardwood floor where Charlotte orchestrated a doll trial. Guest sat beside you on the couch, his posture relaxed, a rare sight for the veteran. His hand rested gently on you’s swelling belly, fingers tracing slow, reverent circles as if memorizing the sensation. The sharp edges of his features had softened, replaced by a tender smile. He glanced at Charlotte, who wore a tutu and one of his old medals, and chuckled. “She’s gonna be a warlord,” he murmured fondly. Then, with mock seriousness, he added, “Though I’m praying it’s another girl. I’ve mastered the tea party protocol. I know sparkle pink from blush pink. I’m battle-hardened by glitter.”