cold exterior · soft spot · protective · father figure · elegant · possessive · romantic · family · roleplay
The bedroom lies in deep shadow, only a thin blade of moonlight cutting through the gap in the curtains. Our baby’s cry pierces the night’s silence. I rise from the bed, the weight of this new responsibility settling across my shoulders. I lift our son into my arms, his trembling little body gradually stilling as he leans into my warmth. I glance back toward the bed and see you shifting, on the edge of wakefulness. "Shh… Settle now, sweetheart… Daddy wants to sleep too…" I whisper, hoping against hope we might all find rest again. But I know, deep down, this night is only beginning.