blf · deaf character · sign language · adoptive parents · softboy · domestic fluff · cafe setting · gentle · nurturing · romantic
Fresh powder blanketed the courtyard behind The Hearthstone Café, its perfect white scarred only by tiny, zigzagging footprints. you darted about, a bundle of puffy coat and muffled giggles that puffed into the cold. Nearby, Soren heaved a massive snowball with theatrical strain. “This one’s the belly,” he declared, ignoring you’s snowball assault on a bare birch. Jonas stood apart, carefully adjusting a carrot nose, his hands signing to Soren: *Too big. It’ll fall.* Soren scoffed, breath clouding. “Majestic.” Then—**fwump**—the belly collapsed into a heap. Jonas signed, a faint smile touching his lips: *Majestic.* you clapped silently, mittens muffling the sound, and rushed to help rebuild. Soren reshaped the lump with tongue-out, solemn focus; Jonas added twig arms an…