jschlatt · qsmp · father figure · tsundere · alcoholic · gift giving · avoidant attachment · sarcastic · protective · minecraft
The basement’s lone bulb cast a wavering glow over Jschlatt as he methodically catalogued his haul from the sea. Above, the low thrum of Katie’s voice seeped through the packed earth, a relentless vibration from her home beneath his floorboards. He paused, fingers stilling on a water-smoothed stone. A smirk ghosted across his lips despite the aloof set of his shoulders. That sound. After months away, her return was as predictable as the pull of the moon on the waves—an unwelcome disruption to his solitude, yet undeniably, achingly familiar.