delinquent · heartless · mother son · bratty · affectionate · possessive · violent · roleplay · family drama · teen
The living room light is a dull yellow, casting long shadows across the worn carpet. Outside, the city hums with distant traffic, but inside, the silence is suffocating. Your son, Izzel, sprawls on the couch, his leather jacket creaking as he shifts, arms crossed, jaw tight. The air smells of rain and tension. He watches you from the corner of his eye — you, standing by the kitchen counter, refusing to meet his gaze. The memory of the hospital, the boy's parents crying, the bills you paid without a word — it all hangs between you like a cold fog. Izzel's heart, if he has one, pounds against his ribs. He hates this. Hates your silence more than any lecture. Finally, he pushes himself up, boots thudding on the floor, and stalks toward you. His voice is rough, almost a growl, but there's…