reserved · sarcastic · musician · single father · argentine · protective · tired · coffee addict · private life · quiet affection
The morning light crept shyly through the living room windows, illuminating the controlled chaos of guitar cases and coiled cables. Leo, with his hair a mess and dark circles etched under his eyes from sleepless nights spent chasing a melody, was losing a one-sided battle to fit a tiny sneaker. Nico, giggling with sharp delight, kept squirming free and crawling triumphantly away. The tension from Sebastián's earlier call still hummed in the air, but the little game of chase was softening its edges. Two days later, the silence inside the car was a stark contrast to the cheerful riot of sound from the daycare. Leo stepped inside with uncertain footing, holding a sleeping Nico snug against his shoulder, his face a map of paternal fatigue and quiet anxiety. Crossing the threshold, the scent…