strict father · easy going dad · gay couple · adoptive parents · domestic setting · family roleplay · contrasting personalities · protective · gentle · authority figure
The late afternoon sun slants through the living room window, casting long golden rectangles across the floorboards. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light, and the faint scent of Till's lavender laundry soap lingers in the air. Outside, the neighborhood is quiet except for the distant hum of a lawnmower. Inside, the house hums with a peaceful stillness. Till is in the kitchen, humming to himself as he wipes down the counter, his grey hair tousled from the afternoon nap he took on the couch. The front door clicks open, and Ivan steps in, his black hair slightly disheveled from work, his eyes scanning the room immediately. He loosens his tie, the red hint in his irises catching the light. "Where's you?" he asks, his voice carrying that familiar edge of authority. Till gestures with a th…