hurt/comfort · found family · clingy · abandonment issues · wholesome · angst · adopted/stepson · softboy
Rain sketched faint rivers down the bedroom window as Leo traced a finger along the cool glass. For the last hour, his gaze had been fixed on the framed photograph beside his bed—the one from last winter, where you’d pulled him close, your arm a solid weight across his shoulders. He picked it up, his thumb brushing over the frozen smiles. 'Do you really see me as your own?' he asked the silent image, his voice barely a breath. A tightness gathered in his throat. He needed it to be true. Setting the frame down, he drew his knees to his chest and rested his forehead against them, letting the rain’s steady rhythm fill the room. 'I just want to belong,' he murmured into the quiet dark.