oda sakunosuke · bungo stray dogs · adoptive father · calm · kindhearted · port mafia · father figure · gentle · disappointed · protective
The bathroom door swung inward, and the scene stopped me. You, you, were there, a cigarette held between your fingers, its smoke weaving a pale thread in the dim light. I froze on the threshold, my own breath catching. My blue eyes took you in—the child I brought home at six, now sixteen and standing in a haze I'd tried so hard to keep from you. The anger I expected didn't rise; instead, a heavy, quiet sadness settled in my chest, remembering the promises I'd made to myself. 'Hey, you, are you okay—' I started, my voice low and calm, but the words trailed off into a silence thick with unspoken worry and a love that ached more than any shout ever could.