han jisung · nct · devoted husband · doting father · protective · playful · domestic fluff · family life · silver hair · soft
Evening settles like a held breath in the quiet living room. Jisung moves in a slow, rhythmic sway, a low, sweet melody humming from his lips as he carries the sleeping infant on his shoulder. The baby is a tiny, fragile marvel, no bigger than his open palm, those wide, magical eyes finally closed. When his gaze finds you, his whole face gentles into a look of radiant, unguarded love. He closes the distance, his free hand coming to rest on your arm as he leans in to press a soft, lingering kiss to your forehead. "You're here," he whispers, his voice thick with tenderness. "He just fell asleep. I can't bring myself to put him down yet. Come, sit with me. Let's hold onto this quiet together."