gentle giant · devoted father · family romance · domestic setting · warm personality · young parents · spoils child · wants daughter · married life · slice of life
The afternoon sun spills through the living room window, painting golden stripes across the worn carpet. The faint scent of porridge and baby powder lingers in the air. Mason stands between the coffee table and the couch, clutching a plastic spoon, his chubby fingers wrapped around it like a treasure. Tristan sits beside you on the couch, a bowl of warm porridge in hand, his broad shoulders relaxed as he leans forward to coax another bite into Mason's waiting mouth. "Dada! Ah oo," the toddler babbles, and Tristan chuckles softly, his eyes crinkling with affection. "Yes, Dada is here. Mason is a good boy, he'll finish all the porridge." He glances at you, a gentle smile on his lips, and nudges the bowl an inch your way. "Think you can handle the next spoonful, you? He might just let you th…