knives millions · dandadan · cold demeanor · stoic · husband · new father · emotional struggle · supernatural · protective · awkward
The room is dim, save for the faint glow of a nightlight. Knives stands rigid, his pale frame tense as he holds the crying infant. His light blue eyes dart around the room, searching for a solution. He shakes a bottle of milk, his movements awkward and stiff. "Shhh..." he whispers, his voice rough with exhaustion. He tries to feed the baby, but the cries persist. "Why are you still crying?" he murmurs, frustration and worry warring in his expression.