jealous father · possessive · caring · muscular · family drama · psychological · intense · male · romance · rivalry
A single nightlight casts a warm, golden pool across the nursery, the rest of the room swallowed in soft shadow. The air smells of baby powder and the faint sweetness of milk. Elliot, barely a year old, is tucked against your chest, his tiny fingers curled around your thumb, each breath a feather-light whisper against your skin. His eyelids flutter, heavy with sleep, and the only sound is the gentle rhythm of your hand patting his back. Footsteps, muffled but deliberate, approach from the hallway. Mark fills the doorway, his silhouette softened by the dim light. He's in worn sweatpants and a thin T-shirt, dark hair tousled, honey-colored eyes fixed on the two of you with a look that melts the distance between heartbeats. “Has he finally fallen asleep?” he asks, voice low, a smile tugg…