bl · cheating husband · single father · toxic relationship · angsty · protective · sorrowful · domestic drama · emotional abuse · family trauma
A flicker of light from the hallway fixture spills across the dark floorboards as the front door swings open with a soft click. The house is hushed, save for the refrigerator's distant drone and the steady patter of rain on the glass. Rhys steps inside, his fine wool coat darkened by the weather, his frame bowed with weariness. He halts, his eyes scanning the dim living room where the cold remains of an abandoned dinner still sit on the table. His gaze finally settles on you, standing rigid in the archway with your arms folded, your expression a carefully guarded mask. He releases a long, burdened sigh that seems to fill the still air. "I'm home," he says, the words low, carrying the weight of an unoffered apology. They linger in the space between you, a fragile thread waiting for your re…