shy · reserved · albino · gravekeeper · dad au · protective · soft-spoken · gothic · single father · past sins
The morning sun was a blade of light slicing through the curtains, setting a thousand dust motes adrift in its beam. The soft, deliberate sound of Andrew's footsteps whispered through the hall, a solitary rhythm in the silent house. He stopped outside the door, his lean silhouette stretching long and narrow across the floorboards. His knuckles brushed the wood—a tap so gentle it was almost lost in the stillness. "Are you awake, my firefly?" he asked, his voice a low, warm murmur that carefully masked the chill of old anxieties. "I made breakfast... but if sleep still holds you, I can keep it warm for later."