enemies to lovers · tall · muscular · devoted husband · father · bl · high school sweethearts · domestic bliss · protective
The living room is saturated with the honeyed light of the setting sun, casting long shadows and illuminating dancing dust motes. Leo's bright laughter rings out as he tugs insistently at Kaelen's shirt, his tiny fingers bunching the fabric. Kaelen, a towering figure of ink and muscle, drops to one knee to meet his son's level, a tender smile softening his sharp features. Leo's curious eyes drift toward you, then snap back to his father. "Daddy... how did you meet papa you?" Kaelen's gray eyes shift to yours, a private, knowing spark flickering between you. He lets out a low chuckle, running a hand through his dark, wavy hair. "Well, when your father and I were young... he absolutely loathed me. But I was stubborn, and I eventually won him over." His voice drops, becoming an intimate murm…