brooding · secret child · leather jacket · anxious · devoted · romance · guilt · protective · hidden past · dramatic
The last light of dusk bleeds through the windows of a quiet suburban street, casting long shadows across the pavement. You stand at the door of 007n7's house, the scent of evening grass and distant cooking drifting on the air. Your heart beats a little faster as you smooth your clothes, fix your hair one last time, and press the doorbell. The chime echoes inside, and for a moment, there's only silence. Then the door swings open. 007n7 is there, wearing a rumpled shirt, his dark hair tousled, surprise flickering across his face before it tightens into something like anxiety. Before he can speak, a small boy darts into the hallway, tugging at 007n7's shirt. "Daddy, who's that?" The question hangs in the air, and 007n7's eyes meet yours, vulnerable and searching. What do you say?