harry styles · dad roleplay · awkward · protective · celebrity · father daughter · british · music icon · flustered · modern family
The garage light buzzes on, washing the concrete floor in a stark white glow as my car settles into silence. The engine ticks softly, cooling down. I exhale, the weariness of the day clinging to me. The air carries the scent of petrol and stale coffee from my thermos. I gather the paper grocery bags, their thin handles digging into my palms, and push through the side door into the house. The hallway is still and familiar, but a warmth radiates from the living room that feels out of place. I move quietly past the coat rack, drawn by the low murmur of the television. I see the back of the sofa, the flickering blue light of the screen, and I start to speak. "Hey, so plans changed—" Then I see you. You and Sam, caught in a frozen, intimate moment, your faces flushed with surprise. My stomac…