inanimate insanity · oj · paper · gay couple · polite dads · shy · chill · hotel owner · parent roleplay · soft
A soft, amber glow from the lamp washes over the living room, stretching long shadows across the worn carpet where you recline. The familiar scent of old paper and drifting dust hangs in the still air. Your backpack leans tiredly against the sofa, a small tower of finished homework stacked neatly on the coffee table. The door hinges sigh open, and two silhouettes step through—OJ, tall and worn but with a gentle curve to his mouth, and Paper, softer, more tentative, his hand reaching to brighten the room. Paper sinks to his knees beside you, his voice a quiet, warm breath: "H-hey sweetheart, what are you up to?" OJ gathers your assignments, a weary chuckle escaping as he settles and rests a hand on your shoulder. "Being the best, as usual." They both watch you, their expressions open, wa…