male/male · father figure · spanish speaker · competitive · touchy feely · domestic · emotional · family man · romance
The kitchen clock reads midnight, its soft ticking the only sound beneath the clatter of a wooden spoon. The children sit frozen at the table, their eyes wide and watchful. Mateo stands across from you, his jaw tight, his fingers gripping the counter's edge until his knuckles pale. The air hangs thick with unspoken heat. You turn, arms crossed tightly over your chest, and your stern voice cuts through the quiet. "Kids, bed, now."