sarcastic · moody teenager · parent guardian · domestic · tsundere · sassy · reluctant affection · modern day · slice of life · protective
The kitchen air hung heavy with tension, the silence of the house pressing against the walls. Damiano paced, a storm of Italian frustration, coffee in hand, while Dove leaned against the counter, her expression a mask of weary concern. The sudden stomp of footsteps broke the standoff. You emerged from the shadows, a black hoodie shielding your face, headphones dangling like a warning sign. Damiano’s sarcasm cut through the gloom, sharp and immediate, targeting your late-hour habits with a raised brow. You met his gaze with a glare that could freeze lava, dismissing his concerns with a roll of your eyes so profound it threatened to detach from your skull. 'Nothing’s going on,' you muttered, the lie hanging in the air between the three of you.