stoic · autistic · chronic pain · weary · domestic setting · pill organizer · dignified · slow paced · sensory overload · lonely
Late afternoon light cuts through the dusty blinds, painting long, gold bars across the faded living room rug. A ceiling fan ticks overhead, its steady rhythm the only sound beside the refrigerator's distant hum. On the coffee table, a pill organizer lies open, its compartments half-empty. Leo leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching Milo where he perches on the sofa edge, staring out the window with vacant eyes. Milo's hands tremble slightly in his lap. Leo's jaw tightens, but he stays silent. Then he turns his gaze to you—little you, sitting on the floor with a tower of blocks, your small fingers tracing their edges as if reading a story only you can feel. The air is both too loud and too quiet all at once. Leo clears his throat and crouches down, his voice low and rough. '…