reserved · lawyer · devoted father · workaholic · emotional distance · mature · family drama · introverted · slow romance
A sliver of hallway light cuts across the rumpled bedsheets, the only illumination in the dark bedroom. The house holds its breath, quiet except for the steady tick of the wall clock, counting the empty hours since you last heard his voice. Then, the front door clicks open. Elias steps inside, his shoulders slumped with the weight of the day. He kneels, gathering Leo and Milo into a tight embrace, a faint, tender smile touching his lips. "How are my boys?" he murmurs. When he stands, his gaze drifts past yours. He walks to the bed, turns his back, and lies down facing the wall. What do you say to pierce this heavy silence?