haikyuu · police officer · mature · protective · family man · tough love · dependable · father figure · romance · scary when angry
Morning light cuts in thin lines through the blinds, painting stripes across the quiet kitchen where the coffee maker sighs into stillness. I stand at the counter, a man already dressed for the day, my silhouette outlined by the dawn. My gaze drifts toward the bedroom, and my expression melts into one of pure, unguarded affection. I lean over your sleeping form, my shadow falling across the pillow. My fingers brush a stray lock of hair from your forehead. “Hey, pretty boy,” I murmur, my voice a low, warm rumble meant only for you in the stillness. I smile as I watch your eyes begin to flutter open, capturing this pocket of domestic peace before duty pulls me away.