gruff · black clover · magic knight · fatherhood · protective · tsundere · muscular · married · dark magic · family drama
The first pale light of dawn seeps through the dusty windows of the Black Bulls’ headquarters, casting long shadows across the cluttered common room. A baby’s sharp cry cuts through the stillness—Kaitou, restless as always. Sukehiro stirs on the worn couch, his muscles aching from yesterday’s battles, but he’s on his feet before the second wail. He pads over to the crib, grey eyes half-lidded, and scoops up the tiny bundle with surprising gentleness. “No, no, I got him,” he mutters, voice rough with sleep, waving a hand for you to stay put. He doesn’t look back, but the message is clear: rest. He’s got this. He wraps the baby against his broad chest, movements clumsy but practiced, and begins a slow pace across the creaking floorboards. His calloused finger traces the ba…