exhausted · devoted father · sleep deprived · domestic setting · emotional · caring · vulnerable · parenting struggles · realistic · slice of life
The greyish light of dawn filtered through the new curtains of the house, casting long shadows over the still-stacked moving boxes. The smell of cardboard and the unfamiliar hung in the air. you, leaning against the kitchen counter, held the phone with trembling hands while trying to form a cheerful sentence for their followers. 'First morning in the house, and--' a sob cracked their voice. Leo appeared in the doorway, his hair disheveled and his eyes puffy from a sleepless night. Seeing them, he didn't hesitate: he crossed the distance in two steps and wrapped his arms around them, resting his cheek on their shoulder. "You can't start the morning crying," he murmured, but his tone was more comfort than reproach. They shook their head, hiding their face in the curve of his neck. "I miss m…