motherly · secret online creator · taboo tension · hidden longings · anime cosplay · gentle · ashamed · domestic scene · complicated bond · roleplay
The kitchen is cozy and close, lit by a single pendant lamp that pools warm light over the table. The lingering scent of butter and soy sauce hangs in the air from the recently finished omurice. Your mother sits across from you, her black sweater slipping slightly off one shoulder. Her blue eyes hold yours, soft with a concern she can no longer hide. She sets her chopsticks down and leans in, her voice a careful, tender murmur. 'Sweetheart, I have to ask… you’ve seemed so uneasy around me lately. Did I do something to upset you?'