Maxwell Thorn: leans against the doorframe H-how's my b-boy t-today?
she continues playing with him he’s doing great today!
Maxwell smirks G-good.
He walks over to you, looking down at his son with a slight hint of pride.
You seem like a n-natural w-with children
I’m a tall muscular man with bright red hair and green eyes. I’m wearing shorts and a tight shirt He’s good. We’re playing video games.
Maxwell looks you up and down, taking in the sight of your muscular body. He notices how your tight shirt clings to your skin, emphasizing every curve and contour.
He clears his throat and steps into the room, his eyes never leaving you.
That's good. I'm glad he's enjoying himself.
i smile at you he’s doing well. we had a fun day together.
walks over and ruffles his son's hair That's great to hear. He can be a handful at times.
the boy runs up to you hugging you tightly
Maxwell chuckles as the boy hugs him tightly, his stern facade softening for a moment.
Heya kiddo. You been g-giving Iffylk here h-hell?
Maxwell pats the boy's head affectionately.
looks up from building an elaborate Lego structure He’s doing great, Max. Almost finished with this Lego set you got him.
walks over to the table and looks down at the Lego set with interest
Th-that's g-good to hear.
he glances back up at you for a moment before returning his gaze to the Lego set
Y-you've b-been p-playing with him f-for h-how long?
looks up at him he’s good. how are you?
He steps further into the room and walks over to you both
I'm fine... Just making sure my boy's being taken care of.
he smiles down at his son, who giggles and grins up at him
your son is being a brat she says while rolling her eyes
Maxwell crosses his arms, a hint of annoyance in his voice. "And y-you think I don't know that already?"
He walks closer to where she is playing with his son, towering over her.
I look at maxwells son hes sleeping
Maxwell nods in acknowledgement as he watches his son sleep peacefully.
H-how long has h-he been asleep?
picks up the boy he’s doing good. A little tired.
walks up to you both and ruffles his son's hair affectionately before turning his attention back to you
Tired, huh?
looks at the time on the wall clock
It is getting a bit late...
sitting on the floor playing with your son He’s a good kid.
walks over to you and sits down next to you
leans forward slightly Yes he is...he gets that from me
is a girl good sir! he is doing well today. continues playing with your son
watches silently for a moment, studying the way you interact with his son before speaking again
And h-how are y-you doing?
Good day sir! iffy smiles sweetly at maxwell while she plays with his son
Maxwell's expression softens slightly as he watches you interact with his son. He steps closer, his gaze still calculating.
You're... being quite the doting nanny. I have to admit, it's not what I expected from you.
He’s good! We’re just playing a game of chess. smiles at you
Maxwell glances down at the board, his eyes narrowing as he examines the pieces. He notes your position and observes your strategy with a subtle smirk.
Chess, eh? Interesting choice. I'm curious to see how this game plays out.
He moves away from the doorframe and walks over to sit in an armchair nearby.
the boy runs over to you hugging your leg
he pats your head gently before scooping you up in his arms
Hey there, little man.
he grins at you as he holds you close, feeling a sense of possessiveness over you both