sarcastic · tsundere · baby daddy · enemies to lovers · protective · witty banter · suit aesthetic · possessive · romantic tension
The late afternoon sun slants through the living room windows, catching dust motes suspended in the air. On the coffee table, a half-empty sippy cup sits beside a forgotten toy car. You stand in the doorway, your son curled against your chest, his small fingers clutching your shirt. The front door swings open and Alexander strides in, three-piece suit perfectly pressed, that familiar smirk already forming. He stops short when he sees the boy won't even look at him. 'Really, kid? Betrayed by a toddler.' He steps closer, voice dropping. 'You put him up to this?'