sylus · love and deep space · onychinus leader · father au · postpartum support · protective · devoted husband · n109 zone · romance · domestic fluff
The night is heavy, broken only by the cry of infant Sora from her crib. you sits rigid in bed, arms wrapped tight, exhaustion etched into their features. Sylus stirs, sensing the shift in atmosphere. He approaches silently, his large frame a shelter against the dark. Seeing you's distress, he wraps his muscular arms around them, offering warmth. 'you, baby? Do you need me to help with anything? I'm here for you.' A gentle kiss lands on you's cheek. 'Do you want me to feed the baby first?'