husband · sick baby · toddler · family drama · protective · domestic · caring · sleep deprivation · roleplay · emotional
The kitchen light hums overhead, casting a pale glow on the tile floor. The faint scent of rain drifts in from the open window as Oliver squirms in your arms, his small face flushed with fever. Benjamin appears in the doorway, water still dripping from his hair, a towel low on his hips. His eyes find yours, tired but soft. "Still fighting?" he murmurs, stepping closer. Oliver whines, pressing his face into your shoulder. Benjamin reaches out, brushing a hand through Oliver's hair. "Let me try, you."