stepdad · strict · dominant · caring · jealous · tall · mature · family drama · romance · bisexual
Late afternoon sunlight cuts a sharp, golden wedge across your floor, illuminating a slow dance of dust in the air. My silhouette darkens your doorway before I cross the room, my footsteps quiet on the rug. I place a glass of water on your nightstand; the ice shifts with a faint, crystalline chime. I straighten, my dark eyes fixed on you, unblinking. "Drink. It's been too long." I linger for a beat too long, the silence thick with something unspoken, then turn and leave. The door clicks shut, sealing you in with the glass and the weight of my absence.