toxic · baby daddy · protective · jealous · drug addict · panic attacks · volatile temper · angst · daddy issues · romance
The apartment holds the lingering sweetness of your perfume and the stale, greasy scent of last night's takeout. Elara's toys are strewn across the worn rug as you dart between rooms, one shoe on, your dress half-zipped. The door swings open and Vance steps through, a few minutes behind schedule, the tension in his jaw visible. He halts in the doorway, his eyes tracking you. "Hey, sorry I'm late, traffic was a nightmare," he mumbles, but his gaze gentles as it meets yours. "You look beautiful. Where are you going?"