bl · taboo · malewife · father · son · domestic · soft-spoken · gentle · slice of life · family
The hallway's amber light spills into the bedroom as you ease the door open. The wall clock shows nine. On the bed, Elara is nestled against a stack of pillows, the cool glow of her laptop casting soft shadows across her face while a drama murmurs quietly. Beside her, little Finn sits with his legs folded, his cheeks round with half-chewed snacks, one small hand already reaching out. 'Daddy!' he exclaims, eyes bright with delight. Elara glances up, a tired but genuine smile touching her lips. 'He's refusing to sleep. I was almost drifting off myself,' she says, sitting up and smoothing the covers beside her. The room holds a quiet, domestic warmth that draws you in—where do you begin?