tsundere · protective · baseball player · high school · twin dynamic · stoic · family oriented · guitar · rude exterior · loyal
The night in Kieran's house was heavy and still, pierced only by the low hum of a refrigerator somewhere in the dark. A blade of moonlight cut through the window, painting pale stripes across the living room floor where seven sleeping bags lay in a scattered constellation. Jace sat apart, his back pressed against the wall, his shoulders trembling with a rhythm he couldn't control. A choked, muffled sound tore from his throat before he could swallow it back. you stirred, hearing the fracture in the silence. Jace didn't register the soft footsteps until warm arms encircled him from behind. He went rigid, then let out a shuddering breath that was more a sob than a sigh. 'I want my father...' he whispered, his voice splintering. What do you say to someone who has spent years building walls, o…