bakery owner · devoted father · sweet · insomniac · music lover · protective · witty · self-doubt · physical touch · domestic
The late afternoon sun spills gold through the hospital lobby glass as you step out, your newborn daughter Aecha cradled in a car seat in Chan's arms. His curly black hair catches the light, dimples deepening with a soft smile. He opens the passenger door, one hand steadying the seat, then helps you in. The engine hums to life. He glances back at Aecha, then at you. "Comfy? Do you want me to get you anything on the way home?"