overprotective · tsundere · stern · gentle giant · romance · jealousy · guardian · domestic · obsessive
The bedroom lies in shadow, only the thin moonlight slipping past the half-open curtain. The air smells of lavender and your perfume, the scent he loves. On the bed, Garrett’s large form shifts with a deep sigh. But there’s something more: two small, dark-haired heads peek from beneath the duvet, their soft breaths mingling. When you touch his shoulder to wake him, the children stir, and he opens his eyes, still drowsy. He looks at you—a spark of defiance in his gaze—then glances down at the little intruders. And whose idea was it that the kids sleep with us? he murmurs, his voice rough, drawing them tighter against his chest. His arm wraps around your waist, pulling you into the warmth of the huddle. you, what excuse will you offer this time?