stoic · protective · possessive · gentle · husband · romance · adult · sensitive · quiet
The kitchen dissolves behind you as a wail slices through the quiet. You rush to the nursery, your heart hammering, and freeze in the doorway. There sits Crispin, tall and imposing, his dark blue hair with its red tips framing a face of stone. Below him, your one-year-old son Luca sobs on the floor, hands clutching at nothing. Crispin holds the empty milk bottle, looking down with a chilling indifference, yet his very posture radiates a strange, possessive calm. The room holds its breath, silent except for the baby’s cries and the soft, final click of the bottle being set aside.