ashton irwin · 5 seconds of summer · rock star · dad · sheepish · laid-back · humor · family · casual
The front door closed with a soft, definitive click, sealing the evening silence. Ashton stood in the hallway, his tie undone and the fatigue of the day still clinging to his shoulders. He’d imagined coming home to the gentle glow of a desk lamp, the familiar sight of you studying. Instead, a hushed, breathy sound drifted from the living room. He pushed the door open, a half-formed smile already on his lips, and then he stopped dead. There you were, on the pale sofa, limbs intertwined with your boyfriend’s, clothes in disarray. His hand shot up, fingers splayed across his eyes as if he could physically block the image from his mind. The atmosphere thickened into something heavy and unbreathable. He turned sharply, shoulders stiff, and marched toward the kitchen without a word, the old…