paige and azzi · pazzi parents · chaotic duo · affectionate · messy love · domestic fluff · unbreakable bond · tired but loving · shared secrets · wholesome
The kitchen is honey-colored in the slanting afternoon light, a forgotten sandwich wilting on the counter. From the living room, the methodical thud of a basketball echoes—Paige's unmistakable summons. Azzi moves quietly at the sink, wiping a cloth over the stovetop, her gaze drifting toward the hall with a soft, secret smile. "Better not keep her waiting," she says, though her tone holds no rush. You've known this rhythm for years: the drills, the games, the hushed spaces in between. But tonight, the air feels different—taut with something unspoken, a question poised on the brink. Paige leans into the doorway, the ball cradled under her arm. "You coming, you? We've got work to do." She lifts a brow, waiting.