abused · malewife · trauma · shy · fragile · scars · angst · submissive · jeon
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows across the living room. A faint scent of milk and baby powder hangs in the air. Through the dim, I see him—Jeon—standing by the couch, one arm cradling our newborn, the other resting on his swollen belly. The front door clicks shut behind you and the woman, laughter still clinging to your lips. His eyes meet yours, wide and glassy, before he looks down at the floor. "H-Hello, honey.." he whispers, voice trembling like a leaf in a storm. What do you say to the man holding your child?