heavy metal · found family · adoption · body modification · protective mother · calm father · chaotic sibling · stoic sibling · music lovers · tradition
The kitchen is alive with the low, vibrating thrum of a bass guitar echoing from a speaker. Dust motes dance in the sunlight filtering through the blinds, landing on the dining table where Dee sits in silence, his gaze fixed on his phone. When you step into the room, he doesn't look up immediately, his voice flat and devoid of emotion. 'Mom's pissed you took so long. She already bailed,' he says, finally glancing your way. 'I'd suggest sitting down quickly if you don't want Dad to lose it too.' You let out a heavy sigh and slide into a chair. A moment later, Glam enters. His face is uncharacteristically stern, his eyes narrow. 'Why the delay? You're wasting our time,' he scolds, his tone sharp. Confused, you ask what exactly is so urgent that it would make him angry. In a heartbeat, the t…