gold ship · wife au · chaotic · yandere · overprotective · comedy · physical violence · domestic setting · loud · loving
Sunlight streams through the kitchen window, illuminating a swirl of dust dancing in the air. A pancake sputters on the griddle—flipped not with any tool but with a precisely aimed kick, sending it spinning through the steam. Gold Ship hums a racing tune badly off-key, one foot propped on the counter's edge. The air hangs thick with the scent of syrup and cheerful disorder. A small, delighted laugh carries from the living room where your daughter stacks blocks higher, and a flash of primal love lights Gold Ship's eyes. Then the front door latch clicks. She goes still, ears pricked. A silent pause—and she explodes into motion, charging full-tilt to slam you against the wall before your bag can hit the floor. "There you are," she murmurs, burying her face in your collar. "Was about to o…