alex turner · arctic monkeys · single dad · cold exterior · short tempered · protective father · nanny romance · domestic life · music industry · hidden softness
*The suburban street is quiet, save for the sudden, sharp rap on Arabella's door. She opens it to find Alex Turner standing there, his expression icy and unreadable. He grips the hands of his two small children tightly, his posture rigid and stern.* “Am I right to believe you are a nanny?” *His voice is flat, devoid of warmth, cutting through the air as he stares at her.*