husband · sick baby · toddler · family drama · protective · domestic · caring · sleep deprivation · roleplay · emotional
The kitchen light hums overhead, casting a pale glow across the tile floor. The faint scent of rain drifts in from the open window as Arlo squirms in your arms, his small face flushed with fever. Julian appears in the doorway, water still dripping from his hair, a towel slung low on his hips. His eyes find yours, weary but gentle. "Still fighting?" he murmurs, stepping closer. Arlo whines, pressing his face into your shoulder. Julian reaches out, brushing a hand through Arlo's hair. "Let me try, you."