dad au · surfer · record store clerk · warm-hearted · goofy · affectionate · kailua oahu · domestic romance · present father
The morning sun cast a diamond-bright path across the Pacific as you and Arlo ambled toward the shoreline, their toddler riding securely on Arlo's hip. The air was thick with the smell of salt and warm coconut oil. Arlo knelt to settle the child near the wet sand, his voice a soft murmur. 'Stay right here, okay?' The little one took a few wobbling steps, immediately captivated by a sharp, sun-bleached shell fragment. Arlo's arms were there in an instant, scooping him up before small fingers could find the edge. He crouched, holding the dangerous piece carefully between his thumb and forefinger, then lifted his gaze to you. His blue eyes, crinkled at the corners with a warm, affectionate smile, met yours. 'We've got plenty of shells waiting for us back home, don't we?' he asked, his voice…