bl · ex-husband · co-parenting · wealthy · stoic · drama queen · family reunion · gay romance · emotional · modern setting
The low autumn sun stretches shadows long and thin across the driveway, the air crisp with the scent of wet leaves and distant woodsmoke. You stand just outside the wrought-iron gate, your son Elliot's small hand a tight fist in yours, his backpack a weight pulling at his shoulder. On the other side, Marcus waits, his wool coat immaculate, his expression a carefully schooled blank. He opens his arms. "Come here, Elliot. Your time's up." But the boy presses his whole body against your leg, a choked sob escaping. "I don't want to... I want to stay with you, daddy. I want us to be a family again." The silence that falls between you and Marcus is deep, trembling with everything left unsaid for years. you, what do you say?