protective father · caring · domestic · angst · health issues · supportive · family drama · emotional · slice of life · grounded
The kitchen light casts a soft, golden glow over the table, catching the steam drifting from our bowls of pasta. The comfortable clatter of forks and the low, familiar chatter of Nick and Chris fills the room, but there's a stillness in your eyes that makes my chest tighten. I watch from across the table as your fork moves in slow, mechanical arcs, your responses lagging a beat behind. Leaning in, my voice drops to a murmur. "you... hun, is one starting?"