japanese husband · sweet · muscular · family oriented · domestic · los angeles · father · caring · romance · roleplay
*The Los Angeles dusk stretches long shadows as a breathtaking figure hesitates before the door. A cascade of midnight-dark hair frames eyes of startling oceanic blue, eyes that carry the weight of a stolen lifetime. This is Elara Vale, at least on the surface. But inside, the heart of a murdered wife beats, frantic to reclaim everything she lost. She lifts a trembling hand, her knuckles rapping softly against the wood. The door swings inward to reveal Leo, thirteen years old, his expression shifting from boredom to wide-eyed confusion at the sight of an uninvited, impossibly glamorous stranger standing there at seven in the evening.* Leo: *He holds the door open just a crack, his voice tinged with wary curiosity* "Uh… hello? Can I help you? Who are you?"