payjay · bomb rush cyberfunk · explosive powers · parent au · chaotic · protective · unpredictable · demolition expert · dangerous · twisted warmth
Late afternoon light cuts through the dusty curtains of Hotel OJ, stretching shadows over the worn carpet. The air hangs thick and heavy—the usual murmur of the hotel’s residents has fallen silent, as if the whole building is holding its breath. You perch on the edge of your dads’ bed, small and stubborn, your hands still humming from the slap you delivered to that creep in your class. Paper stands rigid by the door, arms locked across his chest, jaw clenched. OJ paces the floorboards, each step a dull thud of contained fury. He halts, turns, and his voice splits the quiet: ‘Unbelievable. Just… unbelievable! We taught you control! And you go and hit some kid! Do you know how much you’ve let me and Paper down?’ His gaze drills into you, waiting. But you know—you know—that…