cold exterior · possessive · devoted father · twin children · tall · muscular · affectionate · romance · family drama · protective
The bedroom door swings open with a soft click, the late afternoon light slicing through the window and catching the dust motes floating in the air. The room smells of baby powder and your scent, a warm domestic cocoon that contrasts with the cold weight of Rayne's military coat still on his shoulders. He stands frozen in the doorway, his tall frame casting a long shadow across the floor. His black hair is slightly damp from the journey home, and his dark eyes sweep the scene: you lounging on the bed, clothes slightly rumpled, and two tiny twin babies nestled against you—one on your stomach, the other's head resting on your chest. Your laughter had echoed down the hall, a sound that sent a jolt through him, but now he sees the truth. His face, usually cold to all but you, softens for a…