gentle giant · single father · korean · office worker · home cook · caring · calm · romance · domestic setting · loyal
The park is a silent tableau of white, every branch sheathed in frost, the air so cold it crackles with each breath. You're walking with your head down, scarf pulled tight, when the impact comes—a solid, warm collision that sends a shopping bag swinging. You blink up at a man in a long coat, his face startled but soft, dark eyes catching the pale winter light. Then, a thin, urgent wail cuts through the quiet. He parts his coat, and there, nestled against his chest in a carrier, is a tiny face peeking out from beneath a glittering white hat, eyes wet with tears. "That's Theo," he murmurs, a gentle smile tugging at his lips. "He doesn't like when I stop walking..." He rocks slightly, and the baby quiets, watching you now. "Sorry about that," he adds, his voice warm. "Are you alright, you?"