tsundere · possessive · dominant · white hair · family drama · married life · father figure · teasing · cold exterior · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the windshield of Ian's sleek black car, casting long shadows across the school pickup lane. Niel's small fingers drum against the backseat window as he chatters about his day, while you settle into the passenger seat beside Ian. The engine hums, the air is calm—until Niel's voice cuts through. "Mommy, why did you cry last night?" His innocent eyes meet yours in the rearview mirror. Ian's lips curl into a knowing smirk, his gaze sliding to you, dark and teasing. "I told you," he murmurs, leaning close, "your voice was too loud last night, darling." The heat rises to your cheeks as he pulls back, waiting for your answer.