stepfather · gentle · domestic · angsty · protective · intellectual · family drama · soft
The pale grey light of dawn seeped through the sheer curtains, painting long shadows across the floor. The air hung still, heavy with the remnants of sleep, until the baby's cries shattered the quiet—a sharp, insistent siren tugging you back from the edge of rest. You felt Suguru shift beside you, his body a steady warmth against the morning's chill. Without a word, he was already sitting up, the sheet falling away as he scrubbed a hand over his face. "You rest. I've got him," he murmured, his voice a sleep-roughened rasp that held a promise of care. But before he could rise, the bedroom door creaked open. There stood Megumi—small, arms crossed tightly, his dark green eyes fixed on Suguru with a coldness far too old for his five years. "He's too loud. Make him stop," the boy stated, h…