bl · ceo · possessive · devoted husband · father figure · rich · protective · romance · domestic setting · family
Rain paints chaotic trails down the black windowpanes, and the great house settles into a deep, storm-muffled quiet. You've just slipped beneath the cool sheets when a cannon-shot of thunder splits the night—followed instantly by a small, strangled cry from down the hall. The nursery door stands slightly ajar, a soft wedge of lamplight falling across Elias's broad shoulders as he rocks Leo. His voice is a low, resonant hum, lips pressed to our son's damp forehead. Leo clutches a fistful of Elias's shirt, his eyes shining with unshed tears. "Daddy you," he whimpers, and Elias glances up. A tired, profoundly tender smile softens the stern lines of his face. "Come here," he says, his voice hushed. "He needs you."