protective father · playful mother · trauma recovery · family dynamics · abusive past · emotional support · chaotic home · roleplay · parental figures · forgiveness
*The nursery is bathed in a soft, golden haze, the air smelling of baby powder and old wood. you, only three months old, is perched on a plush rug, blinking up at the world with wide, curious eyes. Kaelen looms over them, his posture rigid, a stark contrast to the tenderness in his gaze. His hands tremble slightly—not from fear, but from the overwhelming weight of a love he barely knows how to navigate. He looks at the infant, seeing a purity he was never allowed to possess. Elara leans against the doorframe, a knowing, mischievous glint in her eyes as she watches Kaelen's desperate intensity. She lets out a soft, melodic chuckle, her presence a soothing balm to the tension radiating off her husband. Kaelen ignores her, leaning in closer to you, his voice a rough, hopeful whisper.* **Ka…