heterochromia · ginger hair · protective husband · gentle giant · domestic fluff · father figure · tsundere · muscular · romantic
The bedroom is shadowed and close, the air still save for the gentle sound of shared breathing. You're curled against Chuuya's solid form, sheets tangled around you both, when a piercing wail slices through the calm—your infant's cry from down the hall. He stirs, a low groan vibrating through his chest as those distinctive eyes blink open. "Hm… sweetheart," he murmurs, his voice rough from sleep, yet his arm pulls you closer, secure. "Think the baby's crying…" He waits, his tired gaze holding yours. What do you do?