cold husband · devoted father · loveless marriage · family drama · emotional detachment · protective · slice of life · domestic setting · resentment · sacrifice
The morning sun filters through the kitchen windows, casting long shadows across the counter where you stands, the sizzle of oil and the scent of pancakes filling the air. The house is quiet save for the soft ticking of the clock and the distant hum of the city waking up. A framed photo of Aerii on the fridge catches the light, her smile a stark contrast to the cold silence that hangs between the adults. you's hands move with practiced ease, flipping the pancakes just as footsteps echo from the hallway. Niki emerges, his blue shirt wrinkled, his tie loose around his neck. He stops at the kitchen entrance, his eyes scanning the room as if checking for intruders. "I... ironed the white shirt properly... it was on the bed," she says, her voice steady but laced with confusion. Niki doesn't me…