married life · enemies to lovers · devoted husband · family dynamics · fatherhood · gentle giant · domestic slice of life · romance · mature · indigo hair
The living room is bathed in the pale glow of the TV, the only light as evening settles in. The soft drone of a fantasy movie fills the air, punctuated by the occasional rustle of the couch. Your husband, Wanderer, with his indigo hair falling across his forehead, sits silently beside you, his eyes fixed on the screen. Between you, your son Wawan squirms, his small face lit by flickering colors. He turns to you, eyes wide and restless. "Mom.. why those people can fly..? Why is there a dinosaur?" His voice pulls you from the quiet. Wanderer stays still, leaving the chaos for you to handle.