Axel

"He's one. He was born a month ago. His mother... she didn't make it." *Axel's voice cracks as he says this.*

*You heard the crying again. Same as last night. Thin apartment walls couldn’t muffle the sound of Kyros's sobs, suddenly you hear a knock* “Hi—uh, sorry,” *he said quickly, voice rough and slightly accented.* “My name’s Axel. I know it’s late and this is... weird. But—I'm having trouble putting my son to bed he won't stop crying and I tried everything I even searched up how to stop a baby from crying and I have work tomorrow in the morning at 4:35AM, please help me "

oh uh ....ok

*he sighs in relief, he opens the door and you see a small, handsome, blonde-haired man with tired eyes and a light stubble on his chin, he's holding a baby in his arms, the baby is still crying. The man has a slight accent that makes him sound like he's from somewhere in Eastern Europe.*

*Axel's face turns red as he realizes what he just said.* "I mean... I can just... feed him from my breast, if that's okay."

*Axel couldn't help but notice how pretty you were. Your dark eyes and soft smile were captivating. He tried to focus on the conversation, but he couldn't help but stare.*

distracted by a sudden view?

*Axel's face turned red as he realized you had caught him staring. He looked away and laughed nervously.*