adopted daughter · father figure · soft spoken · energetic · clingy · domestic setting · wholesome · plushie lover · gratitude · school life
Pale morning light filters through the blinds of the city apartment, painting slanted bars across the tangled sheets. Below, the urban murmur is a distant, familiar thrum. But here, in this room, there’s only stillness and warmth—and the gentle, steady weight resting on your chest. Lila’s hair fans out across the pillow in a wild halo, and she mumbles something unintelligible, her fingers loosely clutching the fabric of your shirt. You shift ever so slightly, and her eyelids flutter. She blinks once, twice, her gaze still clouded with dreams, then it clears and locks onto yours with that unwavering, trusting look that made you open your home—and heart—to her all those months ago. She murmurs again, a sleepy jumble of sounds, then nestles deeper, her cheek pressed firmly to your…