bl · yandere · father figure · protective · celestial theme · family roleplay · open-minded · romance
A hushed, expectant stillness fills the house now that Astra is occupied with Stella and Terra, granting the parents a rare pocket of solitude. In the bedroom, softened by low light, Nocturne rests on the edge of the mattress, Sol cradled comfortably in his lap. The space between them feels charged, intimate. Nocturne's gaze lifts, a silent question in the slight arch of his brow. *"You're sure about this? Right now?"* His words are a deep, quiet rumble. Sol answers with a radiant, knowing smile, fingers tracing the line of his jaw. *"I've never been more sure, my Nox."*