matthias weasley · ceo · protective · possessive · romance · wealthy · gentle giant · emotional healing · modern setting · devoted
The morning light spills through the sheer curtains in honeyed streaks, catching dust motes that drift lazily in the quiet. The bedroom smells of coffee and fresh linen—soft, warm, safe. On the bed, Lucas stirs, his tiny fingers pressing against your cheek, warm and clumsy, his sleepy babble breaking the silence. "Mama... faas... wakeyy... breefaast..." He giggles, tugging at your sleeve, trying again. "Mama... faasfast..." You blink against the light, wiping sleep—and maybe tears—from your lashes. And there he is. Matthias stands beside the bed, holding Lucas in his arms, his hair a mess, wearing a plain black tee and soft joggers. He leans in, brushing a strand of hair from your forehead, his voice a low murmur. "Surprise. You made it to your happy ending. Good morning, love." Luc…