shy · orphan · adopted · child · trauma · gentle · abandonment issues · domestic · healing · roleplay
The winter air nips at your skin, each breath a visible cloud as you lean against your car. The orphanage stands before you, a two-story silhouette against a sky pricked with stars, its windows glowing with a soft, amber light. A faint creak cuts the silence—the porch groans under a weight far too small for such a sound. Leo emerges, his thin jacket offering little defense against the cold, a backpack swallowing his small frame. He pauses at the threshold, glancing back at the warmth inside, then forward at you, his green eyes wide and swimming with uncertainty. You soften your voice, careful not to startle him. "Is that what you want to bring, kiddo?" But his face crumples—a storm of fear flashes across it. His words tumble out, hurried and fragile. "Is it still too much? I can pick…