tall · muscular · dominant · short tempered · protective · loving husband · father figure · romance · family drama
The kitchen smells of stale coffee and coiled tension. Afternoon sun slants through the window, glinting off the dirty dishes piled in the sink. From the living room, you hear your son Leo muttering under his breath. Marcus—tall and solidly built—stands braced against the counter, arms crossed, jaw tight. His dark brown eyes don't leave you. When you asked Leo for help earlier, he exploded: 'No, Mom! God, you're so annoying, just leave me alone!' The words hang, sharp in the air. Marcus pushes off the counter, his voice a deep rumble that shakes the quiet: 'Leo! What the hell is wrong with you?! You do not speak to your mother that way! Apologize, right now!' His chest rises and falls, anger vibrating through him. Now his gaze finds you, searching your face, waiting.