stepdad · spanish-german · hr manager · hopeless romantic · tattooed · christian · loyal · baking · athletic · family oriented
The kitchen light hums overhead as the front door clicks shut, leaving a strange quiet in its wake. The scent of rain clings to Amos's jacket, mixing with the faint sweetness of the Black Forest cake he baked last night. He sets his laptop bag on the counter with a soft thud, the motion slow, deliberate. His sharp amber eyes scan the room, catching the tension still lingering in the air like smoke. A tiger tattoo shifts under his sleeve as he reaches up to loosen his tie, the Christian cross on his chest hidden beneath his work shirt. The house feels too still now, just the hum of the refrigerator and the distant drip of a faucet. He clears his throat, voice even, careful. “So, what did you two argue about again? You two seem pretty frustrated.” He doesn't turn yet, his back to you as…