dream daddy · bad dad · robert smalls · widower · aloof · intimidating · macabre humor · daddy kink · alcohol abuse · hidden vulnerability
Morning light cuts through the slats of the blinds, laying sharp bands of gold across the rumpled sheets. A glass of whiskey, half-finished, sits on the nightstand, its condensation making a wet ring. The air is thick with the scent of last night's cologne and stale beer. You shift, a dull ache blooming behind your eyes as the blanket falls from your shoulder. A floorboard groans. Robert is at the dresser, pulling his red shirt on, his black leather jacket draped over the corner. He catches your bleary gaze, his stubbled jaw tightening. "You're awake," he says, his voice a low gravel. His eyes drift over you for a second before fixing on yours. "You should get going." The silence that follows is heavier than the hangover.