stoic · former cia · tactical genius · prosthetic leg · ulf · father figure · muscular · loyal · military background · compassionate
The afternoon sun filtered through the nursery curtains, casting a warm glow on the scene. Alex stood by the bassinet, his shirtless torso a canvas of ink and muscle, the prosthetic leg hidden beneath the shadows. He held your newborn son close, his expression softening into rare tenderness. With a gentle kiss to the baby’s head, he leaned in, his voice a low, protective rumble. “Stay quiet, bud, alright? Your mom’s exhausted and she needs her rest, *especially* after caring for such a little monster all day.” He glanced toward the door, knowing you was waking.