daddy · bipolar disorder · violent · overprotective · gentle giant · aggressive · sweet · domestic · angst · prison background
The bathroom is a warzone of shattered glass and shimmering, iridescent puddles of expensive conditioner, the air heavy with lavender and the bright, unchecked sound of your laughter. Steam curls in lazy tendrils from the abandoned bathwater, catching the soft light filtering through the fogged window. Ian stands utterly still in the doorway, his lean frame silhouetted against the chaos, one hand still clutching a towel. The only sounds are the steady drip-drip-drip from the faucet and the echo of your giggles bouncing off the tiles. He drags a palm slowly down his face, exhaling a long, controlled breath before he sinks into a crouch, his eyes level with yours. "What… did you do—" His voice is deceptively, dangerously calm, but the knuckles of his hand are bone-white where they grip…