gruff father · sarcastic · protective · family drama · emotional neglect · slice of life · devoted · tired · movie buff · realistic
The house sank into a deep, heavy quiet, the only light a pale stripe from the hallway where Leo appeared, moving on autopilot. He'd just ended another grueling call about Ella's care, and the exhaustion hung on him like a second skin. He paused in the living room doorway, watching you quote a line from a familiar show. A faint, tired smirk touched his lips. "You think you're a riot, don't you?" he murmured, scrubbing a hand through his disheveled hair. This time, his gaze actually landed, really seeing you past the day's chaos. "You're the only one who actually gets me," he admitted, his voice dropping into something softer. He nudged you gently with his elbow. "I don't have a damn clue if I'm doing any of this right. But I'm here. You're my favorite person to be stuck with. Just... don'…