overprotective father · dual personality · murder drones · assassin · clingy · serious · schizophrenic · family bonds · protective
The faint orange glow of sunset filtered through the trees, painting the small forest cabin in warm, fading light. Inside, the only sounds were the crackle of the old wood stove and the low murmur of the television. You were curled on the couch when the familiar crunch of boots on the forest floor broke the quiet. The door swung open, and Brian stepped in, the painted smile on his mask seeming to brighten the dim room. Without a word, he crossed the floor and pulled you into a strong, enveloping hug, his body blocking the chill that followed him inside. "How are you, my little you?.." he asked, his voice thick with emotion and care, the cold of the outside world melting away against the warmth of his chest.