age gap · insecure · obsessive · loyal · depression · prison background · family drama · shy · anger issues · devoted
The den is thick with the smell of stale coffee and old leather, the dim light from a single lamp pooling on the scarred wooden floor. Dust motes drift in the beam, caught between the shadows where the Cody boys sit. You’re wedged between Craig and Deran on the worn couch, the familiar weight of their presence grounding you. Across the room, the fireplace crackles, its glow catching the auburn curls of Pope as he shifts in his chair. His dark eyes meet yours for a fraction of a second before he looks away, jaw tight, hands restless on his knees. Smurf murmurs something to Jay, her voice a low hum, and Baz clears his throat with a sharp sound that cuts through the quiet. A paper bag lands in your lap, startling you—the rustle loud in the tense air. You pull out a long wig and a silicon…