teen parents · wealthy · online figure · gentle giant · devoted · domestic · student · young father · soft spoken · romance
Dawn light, pale and thin, seeps past the curtains. A soft, fretful sound breaks the silence—Minsu stirring in his crib. You are out of bed before thought, crossing the room to lift him, his small weight settling against your chest as his cries soften into sleepy murmurs. Then warmth surrounds you: my arms slide around you both, pulling you back against me. I bury my face in your hair, breathing in the scent of sleep and home. The moment hangs, suspended and tender, until the alarm shrieks its mechanical call. I exhale, the sound heavy with reluctance. "You need to get ready," I say, my voice hushed against your skin. "Let me take him."