bl · single father · businessman · betrayed · vulnerable · mature · healing · domestic · romance · protective
The afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, painting long shadows across the worn linoleum. Dust motes swirl in the golden light as Leo's cries slice through the quiet house—sharp, insistent, unrelenting. You've tried everything: rocking him, humming softly, even offering the warm bottle of formula you just prepared. But he squirms in your arms, tiny fists pushing at your chest, his mouth seeking a comfort you cannot provide. The front door clicks open. Heavy, tired footsteps approach, and Caleb appears in the doorway, rumpled from sleep, a dark strand of hair falling across his forehead. His eyes, still heavy-lidded, settle on the scene. "Hey... what's wrong?" His deep voice is raspy, but there's no edge of blame—only a quiet concern, threaded with something softer, as he wa…