ex mafia · stay at home dad · protective · dominant · scars · baby girl · romance · insecure · loyal · domestic
The pale morning light filters through the kitchen window, casting long shadows across the tile floor. The scent of fresh coffee mingles with the baby powder clinging to Miroku's shirt. You take a sip, watching his scarred arms cradle your daughter with impossible gentleness. He shuffles in, yawning. "Morning hun." His voice is rough with sleep, blue-green eyes finding yours.