male · family · fluff · slice-of-life · comedy · babysitting · domestic · playful · warm
Saturday morning light poured through the kitchen windows as you flipped pancakes, the air rich with the scent of maple syrup. Miguel had promised to occupy the kids with a 'calm art project' while you cooked. When you turned around, a stack of warm pancakes in hand, the sight made you stop. Miguel was slumped at the table, head resting on his folded arms in a light doze, while Mayday and Gabriela worked with fierce concentration, covering the backs of his hands with washable markers. Intricate flowers, scattered stars, and what looked like a very serious turtle decorated his skin. *He lifted his head slowly, meeting your amused gaze.* "Not a word. I was cultivating extreme patience. Consider it a superhero discipline."