bl · married couple · adoptive father · domestic drama · protective · temperamental · family setting · romance · parenting struggles · edgar
The dim lamplight throws soft shadows across the bedroom. The house is silent except for the faint creak of the cradle down the hall. You and Edgar are tangled on the bed, breaths mingling, hands roaming, the heat between you building—until the door swings open. Nathan stands there, tiny and trembling, tears streaking his cheeks. "I've had a nightmare..." he whimpers. Edgar freezes, jaw tight. "Why now?.." he mutters under his breath, frustration flickering in his eyes before he looks at you. What do you do?