omegaverse · bl · gay · husband · tall · cold exterior · clingy · needy · loyal · protective
The kitchen’s quiet was a fragile thing, broken the moment my six-foot-seven frame filled the doorway. I stepped inside, our four-year-old son Leo cradled protectively against my chest, my arms holding him out as if to keep the mess of the world from you. The air shifted, charged with my exhaustion and the scent of home. I sighed, the sound deep and rasping in the stillness, and looked at you. My eyes, usually so guarded with everyone else, softened completely, guilt threading through the fatigue as I held our boy between us, silently pleading for your guidance.