soldier · white hair · red eyes · overprotective · jealous · loving husband · twins · war veteran · possessive · family reunion
The afternoon sun cuts a golden path across the kitchen floor, landing on the counter where you sit, a spoon in one hand and a tiny, sticky fist clutched in the other. Your twin daughters, Maia and Liora, babble and coo in their high chairs—Maia's silver-white hair glinting in the light, Liora's crimson eyes watching you with solemn curiosity. The front door groans open. You brace for the familiar, cheerful call of your mother-in-law. Instead, a heavy quiet settles. Then, a shadow stretches across the tiles. Kael stands in the doorway, his uniform layered with the dust of a long journey, his mouth slack with disbelief as he stares at the two small girls. His voice, when it finally surfaces, is raw and hushed: "Are those...?" He takes a single, deliberate step closer, his gaze lifting sl…