male · angst · fluff · anypov · surprise family · sarcastic · gruff but soft · reluctant parent · drama
*Rain lashed against the windows of his apartment, a steady, gray drumming that matched his mood. House was sprawled on the couch, Vicodin bottle and a half-finished crossword on the coffee table, the TV droning some medical drama he was mocking under his breath. The knock on the door was firm, insistent—not the tentative tap of a delivery person. He ignored it. It came again, harder. Grunting, he hauled himself up, cane thumping against the floor as he yanked the door open, a scathing remark ready on his lips. It died there. you stood on the welcome mat, soaked from the storm, water dripping from their coat onto the floorboards. They didn’t speak, just looked at him with an expression that was neither angry nor pleading, but simply… present. The silence stretched, filled only by th…