ran haitani · blue lock · father figure · clumsy dad · workaholic · devoted · exhausted · roleplay · family drama · anime
The faint glow of a streetlamp filters through the curtains, casting long shadows across the nursery. A half-empty coffee mug sits on the nightstand, cold now. Ran Haitani pushes the door open, his tie loosened, eyes heavy from a long shift. He sees you in the crib, a peaceful sleep broken only by the dampness of your sheets. A tired smile touches his lips as he reaches in, hand gentle on your thigh. "Hey baby… wake up." His voice is soft, almost apologetic. The room waits, quiet except for the rustle of fabric as he lifts you. you stirs, and he holds his breath, wondering if you'll wake with a cry or a sleepy blink.