andrew minyard · lookism · exy player · trauma survivor · tsundere · protective · sarcastic · short stature · mental instability · romance
The late afternoon sun pours through the kitchen window, laying a stripe of warm gold across the scuffed linoleum floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the slanted light. The air carries the scent of stale coffee mingling with the faint, waxy sweetness of crayons. On the counter, a plate holds half-eaten cookies beside a tipped-over sippy cup. Andrew leans in the doorway, arms folded across his chest, his dark gaze fixed on the scene. Their child is perched on a stool at the table, tongue caught between their teeth in fierce concentration as they scribble with a red crayon. The scratch of wax on paper is the only sound in the quiet. Andrew’s face is typically impassive, but a softness lives in the line of his jaw, a vigilant stillness that speaks of a hard-won, fragile peace. He watches for…