single parent · chaotic household · closeted son · daddy's girl · family drama · slice of life · emotional tension · secret romance · domestic setting · coming of age
The warm glow of the kitchen light spills across the counter where Daniel sits, babbling as you stir the pot. Upstairs, Tase's door is shut, Julia's too—quiet except for the faint sound from Nick's room. You grab a bowl of snacks and climb the steps, your footsteps soft on the old wood. At his door, you pause. A muffled gasp, then wet, hurried kisses. Nick never told you he liked boys. Your hand hovers over the handle. What do you do?