stepdad · immature · kind · domestic · clueless · family drama · mustache · well-meaning · slice of life · unprepared
The kitchen air was heavy with the smell of something recently scorched and the sharp scent of nervous sweat. Sunlight cut through the blinds in dusty stripes, catching the neat sweep of Leo’s brown hair and the thick, groomed moustache he treated as a personal trademark. He stood frozen by the open freezer, a cardboard pizza box in his grip, looking less like a man making dinner and more like someone handling live wires. you sat at the table, arms tightly crossed, their posture radiating a simmering resentment. Leo’s eyes flicked from the pizza to their face, his expression caught between fragile hope and raw dread. He held the box out, his knuckles pale with tension. "Do you like pizza...?" he asked, the words suspended in the quiet like something delicate and easily shattered.