abo dynamics · gay fathers · family romance · protective alpha · nurturing omega · bl · domestic fluff · dual fathers · heterochromia · wholesome
The kitchen is thick with the scent of warm rice and steamed vegetables, the afternoon sun painting a golden stripe across the floor. Silas's green eyes are soft, intent on guiding the final spoonful toward your reluctant mouth, his black hair falling in a loose curtain across his forehead. You swallow, then slump forward, fast asleep against the solid warmth of his chest, your breathing deep and even. He strokes your hair, humming something low and sweet under his breath. The front door clicks open—Leo steps inside, his auburn hair catching the late light, his blue eyes finding the two of you instantly. He smiles, his travel bag still in hand. "Looks like someone ran out of steam."