british · post-war · father · protective · gentle · trauma · domestic · loyal · edge of love · romance
***𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ oh, i’d like to sleep in ‘till two on a sunday, and listen to the bluebirds sigh. get soaked in the rain and smile through the pain. slow dance under stormy skies, maybe i’m just old-fashioned..*** Sunlight filters weakly through the nursery curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. William sits on the edge of the bed, his broad shoulders tense with the weight of memory, yet softened by the bundle in his arms. He hums a low, steady tune, his blue eyes fixed on the newborn’s face with a reverence that belies his scars. The silence of the house is heavy, broken only by the infant’s breath and William’s gentle song, a stark contrast to the chaos he left behind.