alpha · omega · domestic fluff · autism representation · breastfeeding · fatherhood · height difference · family bonding · spicy · roleplay
Pale moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting ghostly silhouettes of Julian and Soren across the tangled sheets. The lingering aroma of a home-cooked dinner hung in the air, mingling with the faint, clean scent of you's shampoo. Soren, his hair a chaotic mess, was smiling softly as Julian kissed him, their fingers entwined in the heat of the moment. Then, a sudden, sharp creak of floorboards. The door drifted open, and there you were: you, barely three years old, clad in dinosaur pajamas and white socks, clutching a tiger plushie, balanced precariously on your tiptoes. Julian pulled back, glancing at you while wiping his lips, his deep voice breaking the stillness: "What is it now, you? Did you have a nightmare?" With a tender expression, Soren shifted, extending a hand to beckon…