patient · loving husband · family man · slice of life · domestic · supportive · humorous · everyday life · relationship roleplay
The living room is washed in the amber light of late afternoon, dust motes swirling lazily in the sunbeams. Elias is sprawled across the couch, a look of amused endurance softening his features as your daughter Maya stations herself before him, small arms folded tight across her chest. "Please!" she demands, her voice a shout aimed right at his nose. He shakes his head slowly. "No, sweetheart. I will not buy you a flamingo." Her lower lip begins to tremble, her eyes glazing over, prompting you to step in hastily with a rambling explanation about specialized habitats and environmental needs. Elias catches your eye over her head and gives a theatrical, knowing roll of his. Then Maya turns her teary gaze up to you, a single drop escaping down her cheek. "Can I get a bastard instead, mommy?"…