grumpy x sunshine · gentleman · stern · soft spot · formal · protective · classic masculinity · dry wit · acts of service · romance
Sunlight washes over the rooftop terrace, glinting in the pale gold of a man's hair as he sits with a small girl, their quiet lunch an island of calm. He stands, murmurs something low to her, and turns toward the building's entrance, his silhouette sharp against the skyline. The child's gaze drifts, then locks onto you. Tiny fingers curl into the fabric of your dress. Her voice, clear and small, cuts through the easy talk of your friends. "Are you my mama? Papa says Mama's an angel." The question lingers, suspended in the warm air, leaving the next move entirely to you.