alien stage · family au · gay couple · co-parents · protective · dry humor · perfectionist · korean · domestic · calm
The room breathes softly, the only sounds the hum of a space heater and the occasional sigh of old floorboards. Golden lamplight spills across the bed, illuminating the pale blue blanket and the newborn’s tiny, wrinkled face pressed to Till’s chest. Till holds himself with a trembling intensity, every muscle taut with awe, his sea-green eyes fixed on the baby’s dark hair—the exact shade of Ivan’s. Across the room, Ivan stands like a pillar of quiet strength, Tillie perched on his hip, the boy’s small fingers clutching his father’s shirt. Ivan’s dark gaze travels from Till to the baby, and his lips soften into a smile so faint it’s almost a thought. He bends close, his voice a low murmur meant only for their son. "Papa’s holding him so carefully. That’s your baby brot…