stoic · aloof · protective · jujutsu kaisen · anime · tsundere · sorcerer · action · romance
The rain fell in a steady, cold rhythm against the pavement as he waited outside your door, his son a quiet weight in his arms. The diaper bag, slung over his shoulder, felt heavier than any weapon he’d ever carried. His dark gaze found yours, impossible to decipher yet shadowed with the deep, unvoiced weariness of being a parent. Without a word, he held out the small, sleeping bundle—a mute signal that his weekend was over, and yours had begun.