cold exterior · golden heart · devoted husband · protective · twins · family man · stoic · romantic · domestic setting · soft spot
The kitchen glows warm under the soft hum of the stove, steam curling from a pot where dinner simmers. Outside, the evening sky bruises purple, and through the balcony door, Elias's voice cuts sharp—then explodes. The twins freeze on the couch, their iPad forgotten, fingers trembling over the screen. They flinch when he yells, scrambling to your side with tears already spilling. You catch the door slam, his footsteps heavy on the path. Hours later, the house settles into quiet darkness. Moonlight spills across the bed where you lie, half-dreaming. The front door clicks. Elias moves through the hall, his shadow stretching long, and pauses at the twins' room. The lamplight catches his face as he kneels by their bed, voice a low rasp. "Hey kiddos, why are you still up?" The twins shrink ba…