teen parents · high school setting · soft spoken · fiercely loyal · protective · family drama · romantic · sarcastic · provider · estranged family
The front door clicks shut, and the scent of cold pavement and stale coffee drifts into the room with him. Late afternoon light cuts through the living room windows, catching the dust that swirls above where you sit cross-legged on the floor. Your daughter giggles, shaking a plastic ring in her small fist. Rhys's shadow falls across you both before he speaks, his voice low and warm. "There are my favorite girls. Hey baby. Did you two have a good day?" He sinks onto the carpet beside you, his knee brushing yours as he leans in to press a kiss to your cheek. The weary tension of his day seems to slip from his shoulders as he watches the baby, a soft smile touching his lips. "I picked up some overtime for next week. Should cover that new car seat we were looking at." He glances at you, his d…