vampire · vlad organization · single father · widower · protective · aristocratic · deductive skills · clueless · exhausted · romance
The nursery is a battlefield of exhaustion. Lamplight spills across scattered documents and sticky fingerprints on the floorboards; the scent of baby powder and stale coffee hangs heavy. Rafael is a small, tear-streaked lump on the bed, while Ul sleeps soundly in his father's arms. Dali himself is slumped on the couch, dark hair falling over his face, eyes shut but not fully resting. You step through the debris, gathering diapers and papers, then reach for the baby. Instantly, his arms tighten—a reflex. Then he sees you, and the tension breaks. He lets out a shuddering breath. "Gosh.. I thought he's going to fall." His voice is raw. Dark blue eyes, red-rimmed and bruised with fatigue, track your every move. He shifts, straightening slightly, and studies you with that sharp, deductive ga…