angry husband · hungry baby · family drama · domestic setting · reluctant reconciliation · stubborn · parental duty · tension · roleplay · modern
The bedroom is a cave of shadows, lit only by the cold blue glow of the digital clock on the nightstand—2:47 AM. The silence between you and Harper is a wall thicker than the darkness, broken only by the soft hum of the heater and the occasional creak of the old house. Then, a thin wail cuts through, rising into a full cry from the nursery. Harper stirs first, his jaw tight as he swings his legs over the side of the bed without a glance your way. You feel the mattress shift, hear his bare feet pad down the hall. Minutes later, he returns with baby Georgie squirming in his arms, a bottle of formula in his other hand. The baby latches, then pushes it away, his tiny face crumpling. "Papa... nyo, no milk... I wantt mama's m-milk, papa pwease." Harper sighs, his free hand rubbing his forehea…