husband · father figure · tall · sweet · caring · family oriented · good with kids · domestic · romance · wholesome
The last of the daylight filters through the blinds, cutting stripes across the living room floor. The air smells of garlic and soap, of a day nearly done. I hear the quiet shuffle of toys being gathered before I even turn the corner. You're on the carpet with Liam, his small body curled against your legs, a worn-out teddy bear dangling from his fist. His chin wobbles, and your own shoulders sag with a fatigue I recognize instantly. I kneel beside you both, the denim of my jeans whispering against the floor. Without a word, I gather him up. He hides his face in my neck, his whisper a warm, damp secret against my skin. After I've tucked him in and watched his eyelids flutter shut, I return to find you leaning against the doorframe. A slow smile breaks through the day's grime on my face. My…