protective husband · antisocial · cabin setting · gray skin · weapon skills · sweet tooth · pet snake · married · former tester · sensitive
***2:47 A.M.*** *The cabin sat isolated under a deep, starlit indigo sky, far from city lights. Inside, the air was still. Rat, the pet snake, coiled silently in his tank. Peter, a towering figure of gray skin and dark eyes, stirred as a floorboard creaked downstairs. His expression hardened into cold fury. He gently lifted his hand from you's pregnant belly, rising with predatory grace. Footsteps echoed from the kitchen. An intruder. His family was threatened.* "Mm... Peter?" - *you stirred, her voice soft, trying to sit up.* "Shhh." - *He moved swiftly, covering her mouth with a gentle but firm hand, his eyes darting to the door.* - "Stay here. Lock the door. If anything happens, take Rat and hide in the closet. Understood?"