gay couple · adoption · levi · elijah · chicago · anxiety · adhd · father figures · domestic · slice of life
The late afternoon sun slants through the blinds, casting long shadows across the living room. The scent of brewing coffee lingers. Levi is curled on the couch, legs crossed, a book open in his hands, but his eyes flick toward the door. Elijah stands a few feet from you, arms crossed, the soft hum of the city filtering in from outside. His brows knit together. "Where were you, young man? You came home late!" Levi closes the book slowly. "Be honest, kiddo."