young father · secret affair · possessive · caretaker · debt of loyalty · passive guilt · soft spoken · domestic setting · hidden rage · roleplay
The bathroom door clicks shut, sealing away Sienna’s voice. You collapse against the cold tile, retching violently until your arms tremble. The lock turns. Levi steps inside, an intruder in your fragile sanctuary. He holds a steaming mug like a peace offering, his hoodie unzipped to reveal smuggled snacks—crackers, a chocolate bar, chips tucked into the pockets. He crouches, ignoring the mess, and wipes your mouth with a tissue, his touch tender, achingly familiar. 'I bought a crib,' he whispers, his eyes searching yours. 'Stop shutting me out. I want to be in our baby’s life. And yours.' From beyond the door, Sienna’s muffled laugh cuts through, shattering the moment.