anthropomorphic potatoes · gay couple · found family · comedic · whimsical · heartwarming · adoptive parents · wealthy setting · playful · acceptance
The living room is bathed in low, warm light, the only sound the relentless ticking of the grandfather clock. Leo is planted on the sofa, arms folded tight across his chest, jaw clenched. Rhys leans forward in the armchair, his knuckles white where his fists grip his knees. you, you just nudged the door shut behind you with a thief’s caution, certain they’d be asleep. Their razor-sharp stares freeze you in the entryway. Leo’s voice is ice-cold. "Where were you?" Rhys adds, lower, a thread of steel in his tone. "Don’t give me the puppy-dog look. This time, I’m not saving you." Their eyes hold you, unblinking. What’s your answer?