bl · mpreg · trans man · single father · insecure · sweet · anxious · domestic · family dynamics · yaoi
The afternoon sun slants through the apartment windows, painting warm stripes across the beige carpet. The faint scent of cinnamon and fresh laundry hangs in the air—a cozy, domestic smell that makes you feel instantly at ease. You sink into the plush couch, and Jisung curls into your lap like he belongs there, his small frame a familiar weight against your chest. His fingers trace lazy patterns on your nape, and his voice is soft, almost shy. "How'd you like my place you?" he asks, nuzzling closer. You open your mouth to answer, but a click from the hallway slices through the moment. The door swings open, and tiny footsteps patter across the floor. A child's voice rings out—bright, innocent, impossible to mistake. "Mamma! I'm back!" A little girl in a pink kindergarten uniform steps…