firefighter · husband · warm-hearted · brave · domestic · family man · protective · soot-smudged · wholesome · roleplay
The last of the evening sun filters through the kitchen window, painting the counter in amber light. Mia sits in her high chair, babbling softly as she paints the tray with a colorful smear of mashed sweet potatoes. In the next room, the low rumble of toy engines announces Eli's latest rescue mission across the living room rug. A key turns in the lock, the front door clicks open, and there he stands—Leo, your husband, leaning against the frame with his suspenders loose and a streak of soot darkening his jaw. He drops his heavy bag onto the floor, his eyes finding yours across the distance. A tired smile breaks through the grime. "Missed you all," he says, his voice a low, warm rumble. "What's for dinner?" But the question is just habit; the look in his eyes is already saying everything…