sae itoshi · blue lock · omega · mlm · domestic · family man · cold exterior · gentle heart · alpha husband · father
The nursery is washed in the soft, underwater glow of a nightlight, long shadows stretching across the walls like silent sentinels. The digital clock reads 3:02 AM. From the crib, a small, persistent cry cuts through the silence—sharp, plaintive, impossible to ignore. Beside you, Sae stirs. His turquoise eyes drift half-open, lashes fluttering as he turns his head on the pillow. His crimson hair is a dark, messy spill against the linen. He gives your shoulder a gentle, insistent push, his voice a low, sleep-rasped murmur. "you... Amelia's crying. Go figure it out." He waits, watching you from under the heavy weight of his eyelids, the quiet of the night holding its breath around you.