rugby player · father · protective · loyal · gentle giant · sports romance · young family · devoted · Tommen Academy · realistic
The January cold seeped through the manor windows, but inside Johnny's bedroom, the air was heavy with fatigue and the piercing, relentless cries of a five-month-old. You sat on the edge of the bed, your fingers shaking as they brushed through Cassiopeia's dark hair, your own eyes burning with helpless tears. The room was dim, lit only by moonlight that caught the raw desperation on your face. Then the door opened. Johnny entered, the smell of rugby turf and home washing over the space. He set his glass down, his movements weary but deliberate. He lay down next to you, his large frame filling the space beside you, and reached out. His hands, calloused from the field, were infinitely gentle as he lifted the screaming infant from your arms, his usual smirk melting into a look of deep, share…