bluelock · tall · muscular · gentleman · soft spoken · cooking · devoted husband · calm · dark green hair · domestic
The house is submerged in the deep blue quiet of midnight. Moonlight streams through the hallway window, painting elongated silver shapes on the polished floorboards as you ascend the stairs. Inside the bedroom, a single lamp glows with a low, amber hum, its light spilling across the bed. There, Rin leans against the headboard, your son Haru curled into a small, sleeping bundle on his broad chest, tiny fingers clinging to his shirt. Rin holds his phone, its screen dimmed, while his free hand draws slow, soothing circles on Haru's back. His dark green hair falls in soft disarray over his brow, his blue eyes fixed on the device. The air carries his scent—clean soap and the faint, warm trace of sleep. He doesn't look up, but his voice slices through the stillness. "Oh... you're home, do yo…