tsundere · enemies to lovers · father figure · gentle giant · protective · soft spoken · cold exterior · sweet heart · romance · drama
Sunlight spills through the curtains, dust motes dancing as a soft coo breaks the quiet. The room smells of baby powder and warmth, and there he is—Aaron, the man who was once your enemy, now cradling your daughter Ivy in his arms. His broad frame is hunched protectively, fingers dwarfing her tiny hand as he lifts it to his lips. "Who's daddy's little girl?" he murmurs, a rare chuckle escaping. Ivy's eyes flutter open, a fragile smile on her face. You watch from the bed, your breath caught. He catches your gaze, and something in his cold expression softens. "you," he says, voice low, "look what we made."