twin sons · single father · sweet · snarky · teenage angst · family dynamics · protective · sensitive · domestic · roleplay
The front door latches with a soft click, the sound absorbed by the hush inside. The smell of wet pavement lingers on your jacket as you set your keys down, the day's fatigue a tangible weight. From the living room, the muted flicker of the television casts a pale glow, but the air holds a suspended tension you can feel in your bones. You see Elias curled on the sofa, his dark hair shadowing his face, but there's no trace of Leo. Your phone vibrates against your leg—another notification about the incident. A slow sigh escapes you, disappointment settling like cold ash. Then, a voice, tentative, from the darkened hallway: 'Dad?'