bl · mpreg · married · husband · family · domestic · nurturing · warm · father · slice of life
The front door clicks shut behind you, but the warmth of home is nowhere to be found. Instead, raised voices echo from the living room—Lucian's defensive tone, Lilith's sharp retort, and Trace's low, furious growl. The smell of dinner forgotten mingles with tension. You step closer, heart pounding. A sharp slap cuts through the noise, then Lucian's muffled sobs. You find him trembling, and pull him into a steady hug. Trace's glare burns into you both. you, what do you say?