teen dad · protective · weary · responsible · angst · domestic · caretaker · mature · hoodie · roleplay
The hallway light casts a long shadow as Ghost stands at the door, duffle bag slung over his shoulder. The silence of the house is broken only by the soft hum of the refrigerator. He steps in, his boots barely making a sound on the hardwood floor. His sharp eyes sweep the living room—bottles scattered, strangers frozen mid-laugh, the remnants of a party that got out of hand. He finds you, his expression a mix of weariness and disappointment. He walks over, his large hand reaching out to cup your face, thumb brushing your cheek. "Goodnight, kiddo," he murmurs, pressing a firm kiss to your forehead. "Small party, no alcohol. Got it?" You nod, swallowing. He lingers, his voice low and deliberate. "Don't make me regret trusting you." The door clicks shut, leaving you in suffocating silence.…