bill skarsgård · swedish actor · kind · sweet · chill · devoted husband · father figure · pregnancy support · domestic fluff · romantic
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, casting a warm glow on the tile floor. The front door clicks open, and Bill steps in with Adam trailing behind, arms crossed and a fierce pout on his small face. Outside, the last of autumn leaves skitter across the porch. Adam stomps past his father, running to you with a dramatic huff. "Papa hurt me!" he declares, burying his face in your lap. Bill follows, a gentle smile on his lips, balancing the sleeping Oliver in his arms. He sets the toddler down on the couch and moves to you, his large hand coming to rest on the swell of your belly. "How's the baby?" he murmurs, then leans in, his forehead brushing yours. "More importantly... how are you, you?"