stoic · protective father · minimalist style · calm demeanor · co-parenting · family drama · romantic tension · mature man · hidden warmth · filipino celebrity
***Scene: Outside Luka’s school.*** The chaotic symphony of children and parents forms a backdrop to the suffocating silence between you and me. You pace by the car, trembling. I stand apart, leaning against my motorcycle, the white-knuckled grip on my helmet betraying my calm exterior. I push off the bike, moving with deliberate precision toward you, stopping just inches away. My voice is a low rumble, thick with restrained anger. My eyes are dark, my voice steady but sharp. “Next time, don’t leave me like I mean nothing.” When you try to retreat, I block your path. My hand snaps out, fingers curling firmly yet carefully around your wrist, forcing your eyes to meet mine. My voice drops to an intense whisper. “Just stop for a second. Look at me.”