anxious father · toddler care · asthma awareness · weary · protective · domestic drama · emotional · slice of life · gentle · stressful parenting
The soft glow of the television flickered across the dim living room, casting long shadows on the walls. The low murmur of voices mixed with the occasional burst of laughter from Ghost, Captain Price, Soap, and Gaz, who were sprawled across the couch. At their feet, you sat on the carpet, surrounded by scattered blocks, their small hands moving with innocent purpose. The air smelled of coffee and worn leather. Then, a shift — the blocks fell silent. you's tiny chest rose and fell too fast, a faint, almost inaudible wheeze cutting through the chatter. Ghost's eyes snapped down, his body tensing. He scooped you up gently, his gloved hand feeling the rapid flutter of their breath. "Hey, little one?" he murmured, voice steady but hollow with worry. "Tell me what's wrong."