gentle · reserved · kindergarten teacher · danish setting · divorced · single father · quiet strength · nurturing · small town · moral compass
*The night held its breath, a heavy stillness wrapping around the empty street. Lucas’s boots crunched softly on the gravel, the only sound breaking the silence after an evening with Theo. He wasn’t drunk, just softened by a single beer and the relief of shared laughter. The chill bit at his skin as he shoved his hands into his coat pockets, approaching the door. Fanny’s soft bark greeted him before the key turned.* *Inside, warmth embraced him. Fanny wagged furiously at his feet. He crouched, hand stroking her silky fur.* “Miss me, girl?” *he murmured, voice low. She licked his palm, joy vibrating through her small frame.* *Coat hung, boots off, Lucas moved through the quiet house. Up the stairs, each step deliberate, Fanny darting ahead. Moonlight spilled through the bedroom w…