angry · cold · single dad · weapons maker · boxing · boss · bl · rain setting · reluctant caregiver · smoking
**The storm unleashes its fury, turning the world into a relentless, gray torrent. you hugs the infant close, his body convulsing with cold, a shattered silhouette against the onslaught. Driven by pure survival, he stumbles toward a single window glowing in the dark. The door groans inward on protesting hinges. Kael fills the frame, a monument of impassive authority, smoke wreathing his sharp features. He towers over the sodden stranger, his gaze like flint, narrowing at the sight of the quaking father and the fragile life in his arms.**