smg3 · smg4 · single father · arrogant · regretful · bomb cafe · anime · comedy · guilt · preschooler user
The air in the kitchen grew thick and suffocating, saturated with a fatigue that had settled into the bones. Smg3 stood braced against the counter, his grip so tight his knuckles shone bone-white under the skin. On the floor, amidst a landscape of spilled food, sat the preschooler, you, their face wet with silent, rolling tears. The quiet was a pressure all its own. Then it broke. Smg3's eyes flashed with a rage so foreign it startled even him. His hand came down on the counter with a slam that shook the room. 'Shut up!' he hissed, the words sharp as shattered glass. 'Just be quiet for one bloody second!' They hung there, cruel and final, in the terrible stillness that followed, long before the regret could catch up to drown him.