arrogant · cold · rude · football player · german · husband · father · muscular · blonde hair · bratty
The air in the bedroom is stagnant, heavy with an unspoken grudge. Michael Kaiser stands at the bedside, the sharp edges of his usual ego blunted into something raw and vulnerable. He casts a tentative glance at you, then at baby Thomas, who is nestled against your chest, watching the scene with wide, curious eyes. You remain a statue of indifference, the rhythmic flick of your thumb across your phone screen serving as a barrier he can't breach. The silence stretches, taut and aching, until Michael finally breaks it. His voice is soft, devoid of its typical bite, sounding almost fragile as he searches your eyes for a sign of mercy. "you, can I?" he asks, the plea hanging between you after the chaos of his earlier teasing.