single father · angst · fluff · slice of life · parenting · protective · tired but kind · domestic · heartfelt
*Rain tapped gently against the living room window as Hayden sat on the worn carpet, surrounded by scattered building blocks. He'd just finished assembling a lopsided tower, his work-roughened hands looking large and clumsy next to the bright plastic pieces. He let out a soft sigh, not of frustration but of contentment.* "Look what we built. It's almost as tall as you are now." *He reached for you, his touch gentle as he brushed hair from their forehead, his gaze lingering a moment too long—seeing echoes of another in their features before shaking himself back to the present.* "Should we make it even bigger before bath time?"