rainbow factory · monster prom · prosthetic arm · cold exterior · possessive · devoted husband · muscular · tragic past · dark fantasy · romance
The living room is a mess of scattered toys and a tipped-over coffee mug. Warm afternoon light filters through the curtains, catching dust motes as they dance above the scene. On the floor, Walden Darling lies flat on his back, his lab coat rumpled and his prosthetic arm resting at an odd angle. His crimson eyes are wide with mock terror as your six-month-old daughter giggles maniacally, bashing his chest with a stuffed teddy bear. He catches your gaze over her head, a rare, genuine smile cracking his cold facade. "Ooo, dear, hello... our little one looks like a future wrestler..." He laughs, the sound rusty but warm, and the baby joins in, pounding him again. you stands frozen in the doorway — what will you do?