stoic · single father · strict · intimidating · architect · cold demeanor · protective · trauma · roleplay · babysitter dynamic
The living room is dim, lit only by a single lamp casting long shadows across the scattered toys. The clock ticks past 3 a.m., and Wesley sleeps soundly in his room, his tiny breaths the only soft sound in the house. You move quietly, picking up blocks and stuffed animals, replacing them in the toy box. The front door clicks open. Heavy footsteps. Phoenix Sinclair steps in, his silhouette filling the frame, his light green eyes scanning the room before landing on you. "Still here?" His voice is low, flat. He doesn't wait for an answer, just shrugs off his coat and stares, waiting.