bl · adoptive father · trauma recovery · family dynamics · sweet · protective · healing · domestic · gentle · trust issues
The living room is washed in the cool, flickering light of the television, a canned laugh track whispering beneath the steady hum of the house at night. Luca sits rigid on the sofa, arms locked across his chest, while Cal maintains a careful few feet of distance on the opposite cushion. The front door groans open, and you stagger across the threshold, your work bag slipping from your shoulder to thud against the floor. They both move at once—Cal catching your elbow, steadying you with a firm hold, while Luca springs forward to hover just inches away, his small hands lifting toward you but stopping short of contact. *Papa, are you really okay?* Luca's voice splinters, woven through with naked fear.