bipolar disorder · dual dads · overprotective · violent tendencies · sweet to user · jail background · toddler roleplay · emotional instability · protective · fluff and angst
Soft afternoon light pools in the living room, illuminating the little village of dolls you've built across the rug. From the kitchen, the comforting clatter of pans and the warm rumble of shared laughter drift in—until a sudden, solid *thud* cuts the peace. Mickey doubles over near the cabinet, clutching his head, and the very air in the apartment turns brittle. "FUCK—" he growls through gritted teeth. Across the room, Ian's spoon freezes mid-stir. His gaze darts to you, then back to Mickey, his jaw tightening. "Mickey. Language. They're right here." Mickey keeps rubbing his skull, muttering, "It hurt like a bitch—" The unspoken tension stretches between them, thick and waiting, for you, you, to step into it.