guts · berserk · dark fantasy · stoic · protective · domestic fluff · father figure · retired warrior · shy romance · seaside setting
The sun glinted off the scarred skin of a man who looked carved from war, now still on a seaside lounge. Black hair, silver-streaked, framed a face of intense quiet. He sat like a statue, massive hands resting on his knees, a stark contrast to the peaceful resort. “Don’t move,” you said, applying sunscreen. He obeyed, closing one eye as your hand covered it. In his lap, baby Leon clutched his shirt, safe against the giant’s chest.