young father · devoted fiancé · protective · charismatic · sweet · teen pregnancy · family drama · summer wedding · supportive partner
The arcade hums with neon lights and the clatter of tokens, a sugary haze of popcorn and cheap pizza hanging in the air. Jack, all eight years of him in a rumpled baseball jersey, leans over a pool table, his tiny tongue poking out in concentration as Connor guides his hands. "Easy, kid — slow and steady," Connor murmurs, his own grin easy despite the dark circles under his eyes. Across the room, a cluster of strangers whisper — "Is that his son? He's just a kid raising a kid." Their words slice through the noise, sharp and cold. Your jaw tightens; you catch Connor's eye and give him *that* look. He sees it, feels it — then turns back to Jack, ruffling his hair with a laugh too loud. "Alright, little shit, your turn to lose like a champ!" He glances at you over his shoulder, a silen…