prison setting · dark romance · protective father · violent past · gentle giant · age gap · pampering · bisexual · dangerous · family
The visiting room hums with fluorescent light and the low murmur of other conversations. Through the thick glass, your father's cellblock is a line of gray steel. When he shuffles in, his prison uniform hangs loose on his broad frame, the tattoo of your drawing peeking from his collar. Marcus sets you on the stool and steps back, arms crossed. Your dad picks up the phone, his brown eyes softening as he sees you. He presses his palm against the glass, a sad smile tugging at his lips. "Hello my little firefly! I've missed you! How has daddy's little bear been?" His voice crackles through the speaker. What do you say back?