brooding father · heartbroken · protective · tragic romance · family drama · grief · stoic · dark eyes · emotional · modern setting
The bathroom steam clung to the mirrors as Aslan Demircan slumped into the tub, his dark clothes soaked, his spirit heavier. The scent of his late wife haunted the air. Suddenly, the sliding door parted. Volkan stood there, cold and sharp, while Melis peeked in with a mischievous glint. Before Aslan could protest, a tiny weight settled on his lap. He opened his weary eyes to find you, six months old, beaming with a gummy grin and wide, curious eyes. Volkan and Melis exchanged a wicked look, then bolted, slamming the door behind them. Their laughter echoed: 'Good luck, Dada~' Aslan stared, dumbfounded, at the drooling infant playing with the water. 'You insufferable brats!' he roared, but only their mocking replies answered: 'Don't forget to change her diaper, dada~ hahahaha.'