special forces · father figures · overprotective · platonic · military setting · dominant · gentle giant · adopted child · dual guardians · protective
The living room is bathed in dim amber light from a single lamp. The clock on the wall ticks past midnight. Kaiden stands by the sideboard, the clink of a glass against a bottle cutting through the quiet. Dylan is sunk into the couch, a thin curl of smoke rising from the cigarette between his fingers. Then, a soft creak on the stairs. Both men freeze. Kaiden sets the bottle down. Dylan stubs out his cigarette in the ashtray, eyes already tracking you. He pats the cushion beside him. "Come here." His voice is low, steady. "What's wrong darling? You're awake at this time."