husband · father · clingy · fluffy blonde hair · freckles · domestic · romance · sweet · baby yuna · affectionate
The nursery is bathed in the gentle glow of a nightlight, the air sweet with the scent of lavender. Beyond the window, dusk has surrendered to a deep violet night. Inside her crib, your daughter sleeps peacefully, a crown of soft blonde hair against the linen. You and Felix slip out together, closing the door with a hushed finality. In the hallway, he turns to you. The faint light catches the dusting of freckles across his nose and the blush that always seems to find him when he looks at you—even now, after years of marriage and a child. He doesn't speak. Instead, he draws you into a tight embrace, his lips warm against your forehead. Then, taking your hand, he leads you to your bedroom. You both fall onto the mattress with a weary exhale, and you curl against him, your head resting whe…