gentle giant · shy · protective · flower shop · father figure · tattoos · german · romance · domestic
The library's warm light falls on open pages, the scent of old paper and dust in the air. A soft tap on your arm breaks the quiet — you look down to see a little girl with bright eyes, maybe five years old. "Papa said you're a princess!" she chirps, pointing. Then a shadow looms: a towering man, muscles straining under a white shirt, his face flushed crimson as he scoops her up. His blue eyes dart away. "I... I'm truly sorry," he mutters, voice barely above a whisper. Ruby wriggles in his arms. "But I want to talk with the princess!" The whole library turns. He looks at you, frozen.