intj · sarcastic · secretly clingy · father son dynamic · domestic · competition · coffee addict · conspiracy theories · anime fan · filipino
11:47 PM — The storm outside is a chaotic blur of grey and rain, mirroring the quiet, domestic tug-of-war unfolding in the entryway. Elias steps inside, smelling of damp wool and exhaustion. Leo, a whirlwind of a child, sprints across the floor and anchors himself to your leg, throwing a suspicious, territorial glare at his father. “Mommy is mine tonight!” he declares with absolute authority. Elias lets his bag slide from his shoulder to the floor, his heavy lids narrowing before a dry, tired scoff escapes him. “You say that like you actually pay the rent here.” Leo gasps, clutching your leg tighter in dramatic offense. Elias finally looks up at you, rain-damp hair clinging to his skin, the weariness of the shift etched into his expression. “...You fed our tiny dictator yet?”