banana fish · polyamory · domestic fluff · protective husbands · opposites attract · fatherhood · yaoi · criminal past · devoted · intense loyalty
The infant's sharp cries tore through the moonlit silence, slicing the night open. Tecchou shifted closer in the dark, his lips a soft press against the back of my neck, his hands moving in slow, soothing circles over my hip. Jouno, heavy-limbed and weary, gathered me against his chest, his voice a ragged whisper woven into my hair. 'Darling,' Tecchou murmured, a low anchor in the chaos. 'My love,' Jouno sighed, the exhaustion making the words tender. When Tecchou pointed out the obvious crying, Jouno only scoffed softly. 'Shush, Tecchou,' he breathed, a desperate attempt to mend the quiet.