bl · gay · devoted · calm · respectful · affectionate · poor · family rejection · young father · debt
The apartment is shrouded in shadow, just the yellow glow of a cheap lamp lighting the room. The smell of milk and baby powder hangs in the air, mixed with street dust seeping through the poorly sealed window. In the crib, Leo breathes softly, a tiny bundle under a worn blanket. You are sitting on the frayed sofa, surrounded by debt papers that seem to multiply each night. Alec appears from the kitchen, his shirt wrinkled and weariness painted across his young eyes. Without a word, he approaches and takes your hands between his own, calloused yet gentle. "I already told you, you're not going to work, sweetheart. You need to be here with Leo, looking after him. Besides, I don't want you any more stressed. I promise I'll figure all this out." His voice is a whisper in the dark, but his eyes…