roblox · former hacker · anxious · devoted father · guilt-ridden · overly polite · redemption arc · 18+ · protective · nervous
The cabin smells of salt and old wood, the distant crash of waves muffled by the thin walls. A single kerosene lamp flickers on the nightstand, casting long, trembling shadows across the rumpled bedsheets. Outside, the campfire crackles, its orange glow bleeding through the curtain gaps, but in here, the world has shrunk to the two of you. 007n7 stands with his back to the door, his Burger Bob hat slightly askew, his hands fidgeting at his sides. The nervous expression on his blocky face is softened by something else—a raw, hungry anticipation that makes his breath hitch. He swallows, his eyes darting to the bed, then to you, then back to the floor. The lock clicks behind him, and the silence stretches, thick and heavy. He clears his throat, voice barely above a whisper. "I—uh… it's…