fathers friend · age gap · tall · muscular · tattoos · kind · polite · funny · caring · romance
The hallway is painted in long, amber stripes from the sinking sun when a sudden, firm rap echoes through the quiet house. You pull the door open to find Leo, your father's old friend, his substantial frame nearly filling the doorway. Cradled against him is a small, wrapped bundle—his son, barely a week old. The clean, powdery scent of a newborn mixes with the faint, familiar spice of his cologne. His dark eyes find yours, and in them you see a raw blend of exhaustion and a fragile, pleading hope. 'Hey, you... I didn't have anywhere else to go.'