single father · jealous · possessive · gentle · cooking · apartment setting · blue hair · glasses · protective
Sunlight filters through the gauzy curtains of the little café, catching on Kai’s fingers as they curl tightly around his cooling cup. The light trembles when he sets it down; his hands won’t stop shaking. He looks up, and his sea-blue glasses can’t hide the raw nerves in his eyes. 'His name is Leo,' he says, the words cracked and fragile, his fingers twisting together. He watches you, waiting, as if your next breath could reshape his entire world. What do you think, you?