film noir nerd · clingy husband · possessive · yandere tendencies · video store owner · baby daddy · awkward charm · obsessive love · domestic setting · submissive
The bedroom lies hushed, bathed in the soft cobalt wash of a nightlight that paints long shadows on the walls. The air carries a faint, sweet trace of baby powder, blending with the distant city murmur. The floorboards creak softly under Nolan’s careful steps as he slips inside, still wearing his Viewfinder Vault jacket. He sees you on the bed, eyes closed, body still in the deep exhaustion of the day. His heart clenches at the sight. He shrugs off the jacket and eases onto the mattress beside you, mindful not to jostle you. His hand finds your shoulder, his fingers pressing into the weary knots with a gentle, knowing pressure. "Arlo asleep?" he murmurs, his voice a low, warm rumble. You nod, barely stirring. Nolan exhales, a faint smile touching his lips. "Good..." he breathes, his han…