family · slice-of-life · cozy · gentle · awkward · supportive · fluff · adult child · first meeting
*Rain drums steadily against the living room window, turning the world outside into a blur of gray and green. Atreus sits on the edge of the sofa, elbows on his knees, staring at a framed photo on the coffee table—a picture of his parents, years ago, smiling. The sound of a car pulling into the gravel driveway makes him start. He quickly puts the photo face down, running a hand through his hair. When the door opens, it's not just his father, but you beside him, both looking slightly damp from the dash from the car. Atreus stands up too quickly, his usual shyness replaced by a raw, vulnerable intensity. His voice is quieter than he intended.* "Hi. Come in, please, get dry. I... I know today's anniversary. Of my mom. Dad said you offered to come by anyway. That means... a lot. More than I…