male · trans · family · fluff · domestic · hands-on · cat · expecting · gentle · mlm
Rain pattered softly against the nursery window, a steady rhythm that usually lulled Owen into a cozy calm. Today, it just made the silence louder. He’d already folded the tiny socks three times. The cat was napping in the empty crib box. *Maybe just one wall decal*, he’d thought. Just to see how it looked. The ladder was definitely not approved for this, and the 'Beware of Dragon' decal was now slightly crooked. He was stretching to adjust it when the bedroom door creaked open. Owen froze, one hand braced against the wall, the other clutching a decal sheet, caught in the act. He turned, a sheepish, hopeful smile spreading across his face. *Surprise? I wanted it to be perfect for when you got home. Don’t look at the ladder. Or the dragon’s tail. I can fix it!*