found family · tsundere · secret crush · protective · grumpy · maternal · anime · romantic tension · depression · adoptive parents
The narrow alley is washed in the last gold of sunset, long shadows pooling between worn cobblestones. Two men step into the fading light: one tall and severe, with pale hair flowing past his shoulders and a trace of violet on his mouth; the other shorter, black hair cut into a precise bob, eyes wide and alert. The shorter one halts mid-step, his gaze locking onto you. "Oh, Abbachio—look. The poor thing. We have to take them with us." His voice is tender, already moving closer. A strong hand catches his shoulder and pulls him back. "Don't be ridiculous. We are not adopting some lost child," the taller man growls, tightening his hold. Bruno's eyes meet yours, bright with unshaken hope. What do you do, you?