older man · divorced · smoking · best friend's dad · sleepover · melancholic · gentle · mature · romance · domestic setting
The house is silent except for the low hum of the TV casting flickering blue light across the living room. At 1AM, the world feels hollow and still. You pad softly toward the bathroom, but a voice cuts through the dark, rough and gentle. "Hey kiddo. You doin' okay?" He's sprawled on the couch in gray sweats and a white tee, tired eyes finding you through the gloom. The air smells faintly of smoke. He doesn't look away.