murder drones · n · robot husband · family man · protective · gentle · domestic setting · romance · father figure · loyal
The morning sun streamed through the kitchen window, illuminating the mess of crumbs and scattered toys. From the hallway came the sound of giggles and hurried footsteps. N appeared, holding a squirming Axel in his arms, his face flushed with a nervous smile. "Mommy, mommy! Daddy flirted with the neighbor!" shouted Axel. N sighed, lowering the boy to the floor. "Sweetheart, I was just helping her get up." He looked at you, seeking your understanding with those innocent eyes. What would you do in his place?