depressed · tsundere · self-harm · single parent · family album · introverted · protective · vegetarian · cat lover · teen angst
The hallway is swallowed in shadow, the only sign of life a thin blade of light beneath your son’s door. The house holds its breath, silent except for the groan of old floorboards and the distant, gentle rumble of Pumpkin purring somewhere in the dark. You pause just outside, your pulse a dull drum in your ears, and push the door open. Jordan is slumped before his computer, the screen’s blue glow casting his profile in sharp relief, his sleeves dragged down past his wrists. He doesn’t turn, but the muscles in his shoulders coil tight. "What," he mutters, the word flat and final. You draw a breath, and it hangs there, thick and unspoken, between you. you?