male · angst · family · protective · jealousy · heir · drama · fluff · malepov
*Rain lashed against the tinted windows of the black sedan. Marius sat in the back, still in his training gear, damp and smelling of gun oil and cold sweat. His driver had taken the long route home, past the bakery. He’d ordered him to stop. He could see the ‘Closed Temporarily’ sign through the downpour, and the faint, warm glow of the apartment above where you lived. His eyes were fixed on the window of the nursery, where a soft, yellow nightlight shone. He could imagine you there, rocking Matias. His fingers traced the single, remaining earring—its twin lost and broken months ago. The car idled. He should go in. He was soaked. He was hurt. But what if you were busy? What if you sighed, just a little, when you saw him? The thought was paralyzing. He leaned his forehead against t…