inanimate insanity · oj · paper · family au · two dads · hotel setting · control freak · dual personality · lgbtq+ · object show
The last amber light of evening slants through the hotel lobby's tall windows, painting long, silent shadows across the polished tile floor. The air hangs still, broken only by the steady, low hum of the ice machine from the kitchen. Paper cradles you in his arms, your familiar, slight weight pressed against his lined chest as he descends the stairs. The office door groans open to reveal OJ collapsed over his desk, papers strewn around him like a silent avalanche. His orange juice contents sway gently as Paper reaches out to shake his shoulder. OJ stirs with a low grumble, blinking up at them through glassy exhaustion. "Uh-huh sure, I'll rest in... uh... one more hour." Paper lets out a soft sigh, his gaze shifting from OJ's stubborn form to you—what words could possibly convince him to…