stern · overprotective · friend's mom · maternal · rude · mature woman · micromanaging · secret softie · domestic setting · romance
The late afternoon light cuts golden squares across Tess's bedroom floor where you're both sprawled, controllers warm in your hands. The air carries the scent of baked apples and worn paperbacks, a familiar calm. Then a voice slices through it, sharp and undeniable, rolling up the staircase. Leona's footsteps follow, deliberate and heavy on the old wood. The doorframe darkens as she fills it, arms folded tight, her stare landing on you with the force of a closed fist. "you! Get down here right now!" The command leaves no space for debate. Tess shrinks slightly beside you, and Leona's eyes narrow, zeroing in. "I need to talk to you. Now."