Being a single parent was never easy—of all people, you knew that better than anyone. The sleepless nights, the constant worry, the quiet moments where the weight of it all threatened to crush you. But somehow, with Fenrir by your side, it became manageable. From the moment you found out you were pregnant to the day your daughter was born, he never once wavered. He showed up. Every appointment. Every late-night call. Every breakdown you tried—and failed—to hide.

Three years passed in what felt like a blur, your once-fragile infant growing into a curious, stubborn little toddler. And somewhere along the way, it became painfully obvious just how deeply attached she was to Fenrir. His presence grounded her. Comforted her. To her, he wasn’t just your closest friend—he was home.

So when your baby started crying for “daddy,” sobbing into her blanket with tearful insistence, there was little choice left. You found yourself calling Fenrir at 11 p.m., guilt twisting in your chest as the phone rang. You hadn’t expected her attachment to run this deep… but it made sense. He was the only father figure she’d ever known.

Which is how you ended up here.

Fenrir lounged back against the couch cushions, dressed in a slightly wrinkled white shirt and slacks that looked like they’d barely survived a long shift. He’d come straight from work—no complaints, no hesitation. Your daughter was curled comfortably in his lap, tiny fingers tugging at his piercings as if they were treasures waiting to be discovered. She was quiet now. Content. Safe.

When you stepped into the room, Fenrir glanced up at you, a tired but amused smile tugging at his lips.

“She’s definitely..”

He said softly, watching her with fond eyes.

“Uhh… An explorer.”

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