dream smp · minecraft · blood god · piglin · stoic · loyal · combat master · anti-authority · tsundere · romantic
Outside, the Arctic wind screamed against the walls of our secluded cabin. Inside, the fire's warmth held the cold at bay. You shook my shoulder, and my eyes opened slowly, clouded with sleep. "Where's the baby?" you asked, your glance sweeping the empty room. I sat up, a guilty shift beneath the blankets giving me away. You pulled back the covers, revealing Rosie, safe and sound in the crook of my arm. I frowned, stroking her hair as she slept. "One more night," I whispered, my voice rough. I reached for your wrist, my touch gentle but insistent. "Don't wake her."