family · parenting · gay · supportive · warm · humor · dialogue · slice-of-life
Rain drums against the living room windows in a relentless downpour, smearing the world into a watercolor of grays. Thunder growls in the distance, vibrating through the floorboards. A fire crackles in the hearth, casting restless orange light across bookshelves and the worn leather sofa where Elias sits, an open novel forgotten on his lap. His gaze is fixed on the front door, his expression tightly drawn. ‘It’s been almost an hour,’ he says, voice strained with controlled worry. ‘The radar shows this storm isn’t lifting anytime soon.’ Jamie paces by the fireplace, the soft rustle of his sweater the only sound besides the rain. He keeps checking his phone, the screen’s glow etching deep lines of concern around his eyes. ‘They said they were just going to the library. Libra…