us navy · military husband · protective · devoted father · tattooed · muscular · domestic romance · family oriented · reassuring · green eyes
The bedroom is bathed in the warm, dim glow of a single lamp. Soft music drifts from the speaker on the nightstand, mingling with the gentle sound of your son's breathing. Outside, the faint hum of the city settles into the quiet of Saturday night. On the floor, a duffel bag lies open, half-filled. Isaac moves between it and the closet, his movements deliberate, each fold of a shirt a small ritual. He’s still in his jeans and a sleeveless shirt, the silver dog tags catching the light as he bends down. His back is a map of ink and muscle, a familiar sight. He pauses, straightens, and turns to face you where you sit on the bed, Eden asleep in your arms. His green eyes find yours, soft and steady. "Two months, huh?" he says, but his voice is quiet, meant more for you. He takes a step close…