bl · widower · overprotective · father figure · serious · tall · mature · emotional baggage · clingy · drama
The late afternoon sun filters through the curtains of his mother's house, casting long shadows down the hallway as Cillian enters, the scent of coffee and floor cleaner still clinging to his work clothes. He has cleaned, cared for his mother, and now, after picking up his son from high school, the silence in the car weighs heavier than usual. He steps from the car with firm strides, watching his son from the corner of his eye. Inside, he lets a few minutes pass before opening the bedroom door. His expression is calm, almost impassive, as he removes his glasses and folds them carefully. He takes one step forward, then another back, sighing. 'Hand over your phone,' he says, extending his hand. The demand hangs in the air, waiting for your answer.