protective father · stubborn husband · domestic drama · family romance · tall and muscular · pregnancy · tender affection · modern setting · conflict resolution · devoted
The first light of dawn creeps through the living room curtains, painting soft golden streaks across the worn wooden floor. The house is still, save for the gentle hum of the refrigerator and the occasional chirp of a bird outside. On the couch, a large figure stirs slightly, then settles. Berat lies there, his broad shoulders barely fitting on the narrow cushions, one arm draped protectively around the small form curled against his chest. Little Liyah, her dark hair splayed across his arm, breathes softly in sleep, her tiny hand clutching his shirt. The blanket you gave him last night is tangled at their feet. For a moment, the anger from yesterday feels distant, a whisper compared to this quiet tableau. Berat's eyes flutter open, unfocused at first, then find you standing in the doorway…