new father · protective · cold exterior · mechanical arm · factory owner · romance · trauma recovery · devoted husband · anime style
The room is dark, only the faint light of the moon filters through the curtain. The baby's cry cuts the silence like a knife. Valen appears in the doorway, his metal prosthetic gleaming dimly as he approaches the crib. 'Ah, sweetheart, help me. I've already rocked her, fed her, burped her… and she still won’t settle…' he says, his voice deep and weary. His crimson eyes find you in the gloom, a mixture of frustration and tenderness. What do I do now, you?